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Boxing Lessons
Tom is giving you boxing lessons for the first time and ends up being more into your physique than your techniques.

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Includes: Smut, DaddyKink!Tom, Rough!Tom

I stood behind Tom with my arms crossed over my chest as I watched him swiftly punch at the speed bag. Well, I had my eyes more on his bare back, watching his muscles tensing and relaxing over and over again, something to bite my lip over. He dropped his arms to his sides as he threw his head back, catching his breath.

He turned to me once he did. “Your turn.”

“You don’t expect me to be that fast the first time, now do you?” I asked with a single raised brow.

He chuckled, taking his water from my hands, “no, but I want you to try.” I fixed the wrap on my hands as I walked over to it. “Can you reach it, Y/N?” He teased.

I looked back, shooting him a nasty look as his eyes scanned up and down my body. “Yes.” I turned back and quickly began imitating his movement, just not punching it as fast.

“There you go. You’re doing great, darling!” He encouraged me as my arms quickly grew tired.

“Can I stop? My arms aren’t gonna hold up much longer.”

He laughed, stepping close behind me. “Keep going.” His hands hovered under my arms, making sure they wouldn’t fall.


“Thirty more seconds, I know you can.”

“Honestly, you suck. You really, really, really suck.”

“You wanted to learn how to box.” I rolled my eyes knowing he’s right and pushed myself to get through the last of it. “Alright, that’s it.” I dropped my arms by my sides and leaned into him. He draped his arm around my neck, “you’re great. A few more times on that and you’ll begin to get used to it.”

“What’s next?”

“The punching bag. I can show you some techniques.”

“Mmm… okay.” I nod my head as got off of him. We walked over to the punching bag he managed to install when he first moved in. I stood in front of it, “show me the technique.” I told him as he put water bottle down on to the nearby bench press.

He walked back to me, standing behind me with a hand on my waist. “So, you’re gonna want to put this foot forward.” He grabbed my bare thigh, pushing it outward, “and your legs gotta be spread apart a bit past shoulder width.” He muttered, pressing himself a bit into my backside.

I moved my leg out, “like this?”

“Good. Now, bring your hands up just above your shoulders.” I did as he told me. “Now, stand as straight as you can.” He pressed his hand against my stomach.

“I’m not standing straight already?”

“Almost.” I straightened out, ‘accidentally’ pressing myself into him. “Perfect,” he muttered to me before sighing. He cleared his throat, “this is a, uh… basic stance.”


“It’s the best stance for punching. Give it a try.” I jabbed a few times at the punching bag. He grinned, “you’re a natural.”

“So, what’s next?”

“If you put your hands up by your temples with enough room to see your opponent past your hands,” I followed along, moving in to the position he said, “this is a high stance, so that once you’ve closed the space between the two of you, you can use this to block their hits that’ll be coming towards your face. You want them to hit the lower parts of your arms. But you’ve gotta be careful now because all of this,” he ran his hand over my torso, “is exposed to be hit.”

I looked back at him, “so, what’s the stance called where you’re up against me and copping a feel?”

He laughed, “the you-look-great-in-this-sports-bra-and-shorts-and-I-can’t-help-myself stance.”

I turned around around to him leaving little space between us as I unraveled the wrap from my hand. “Maybe I could show you some of my techniques since you can’t help yourself so much.”

I let the wraps fall to the floor as he smirked at me. “Yeah, I wanna see what you’ve got, baby girl.”

I fold my arm around his neck, my hand snaking it’s way to the back of his hair. I pulled him down into a deep kiss. He held onto either of my hips, pulling me into his hardening member. My free hand untied the string on his gym short and looped my fingers into the band making his kisses a bit more aggressive. I took my hand from the band, slowly wandering over his lower stomach.

He bit down on my lip and tugged on it gently, turning me on. He brought his lips back to mine, bringing his hand over my ass to squeeze it. In one swift movement, his big hand smacked my ass causing me to moan against his lips. I could feel a slight smile on his as we kissed. His hand moved from my butt to between my legs, rubbing me over the thin cloth of my shorts.

I brought my lips to his neck, kissing his most sensitive spots and swiping my tongue over the skin, listening to the soft groans escape his lips as his fingers worked a little faster.

I kissed down his toned chest and torso, slowly bringing myself down to my knees. His hand moving up my body as I moved before resting on the side of my neck. I kissed his hip bones as I slipped off his shorts, agonizingly slow and let them fall to the floor. I dragged my hands against his hard length being held down by the band of his boxers. I plant gentle kisses to his cock over the cloth, keeping my eyes up on him.

Tom bit down on his bottom lip, watching me tease him. I hooked my hands in to the band on his boxers, allowing his long cock to spring free. I bit my lip, attempting to hold back the grin, but failing miserably.

“You like what you see, baby?” He questioned a bit of laughter in his voice.

“Absolutely, daddy.” He grinned, hearing that name.

I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock. I placed my tongue on the base, licking my way to the tip before slowly taking him in my mouth as much as I could and pumping the rest in my hand. He wrapped my ponytail around his hand, pushing farther down onto his cock. His control turning me on immensely.

“That’s it, baby.”

I placed my hands on his hips as he pushed down nearly his entire length. I moaned over him and brought one of my hand to his balls, cupping and gently squeezing them. He threw his head back, his breathing heavier as he still held me down on him, quickly thrusting into my mouth making my eyes water. I pushed myself off of him, catching my breath.

“Oh, fuck.” He groaned, “you always do that so well, darling.” He pushed the free strands of hair off my face with his free hand and wiped away the tears down my cheeks.

I wrapped my hand around his length, pumping him up and down quickly. I slid my other hand down into my own pants, gently rubbing my clit. He watched me touch myself and him as he muttered, “fuck.”

I licked the precum from his tip and lips fell apart as he ran his fingers through his lose curls. I bit down on my bottom lips, innocently looking up at him. He cupped his hand beneath my chin and I stood. He pulled my hand from my shorts and yanked them down to my thighs, his fingers sliding over my slit before pushing past my lips and thrusting his middle finger into my core as his thumb rubbed over my clit. His lips kissed my neck as he pushed me back, stepping out the shorts pooled at his feet until my back hit the cold mirror wall.

Tom pushed the shorts all the way off my legs and kicked them aside. He slipped in a second finger, thrusting his fingers quicker.

“Like that, baby.” I moaned out, throwing my arms around his neck, pulling him closer to me.

He smirked, pulling his fingers out from my core, bringing them to my lip, “taste yourself for me.” Without hesitating, I took his long fingers into my mouth and slowly gliding my tongue along them. “You are so sexy, Y/N.” He muttered, pulling out of my mouth and replacing it with his lips.

Tom grabbed at my thighs, lifting me off my feet and wrapping my legs around his waist. His grabbed his cock, placing self at the entrance of my core.

“How badly do you want me, darling?” He questioned against my lips.

“So bad.”

“Beg for it.”

“I want you to fuck me so badly, daddy, please…” I kissed him, “please.” With that, he thrust into me with all the force he could. I let out a loud moan.

“Like that?” He pressed his forehead to mine.

“Yes, daddy.”

He continued thrusting into me with all the power, his hand snaked to pussy and he began quickly rubbing my clit. I could tell he already wanted to cum the way he touched me, leaving me a moaning mess as he groaned.

“Tom, baby-”

He stopped thrusting and looked at me with raised brows. “Who?” He teased, pulling himself out of my pussy.

“Daddy, I’m sorry.” I moaned as he rubbed his cock between my lips and against my nub.

“That’s what I thought.” He muttered, taking my hand off the back of his head and holding it over my head.

He slipped inside of me with ease, thrusting a bit slower than before. His hand held my arm tightly above head as my walls clenched around him, he growled a deep, “fuck.”

I could feel the heat, building up inside of me as my breathing turned into panting as he brought me closer to the edge. He brought his thumb back to my clit, noticing how needy I had become. My free hand grabbed at his bicep, digging my nails into it and feeling it flex repeatedly as he rubbed my sensitive nub. I began bucking my hips into his and pulling him closer to me with my legs.

“Look at me when you cum, baby girl.” He whispered to me.

Those words did it for me. I looked up at him like he wanted as my nerves unraveled and slew of curse words slipped from my lips. My toes curled and my eyes fell shut from the immense pleasure. I let go of his waist, sliding down against the mirror to my knees. Tom let go of my wrist and I wrapped my hand around his cock as he leaned forward, resting his forehead against the glass as his hand rest on my cheek, rubbing the bottom of my lip of my mouth that I left open for him.

I pumped his cock as his breathing became heavier and grunts and moans left his lips. His hand moved to the back of my ponytail, tightly gripping my hair before he came. His warm cum made it’s way into and around my mouth. He caught his breath, his chest heaving up and down as he watched me swallow his cum.

“Fuck,” he chuckled, “you’re such a good girl.” I stood up on my slightly trembling legs and leaned into him. He rest his forehead on mine instead of the mirror. “We’ll have to finish sessions like this from here on out.” He suggested as he grabbed my ass.

I laughed, “we didn’t even get to finish the lesson, Tom.”

“There’s always next time to pick up where we left off. Now, how about we head upstairs for a shower?” I smirked and nod my head, knowing he’d be up for a round two.

Harry Blurb!

A/n: Hey people! Here we go again! Another Harry blurb! Let me know what you think! Much love -L!

I was running late for rehearsal. I had told Harry that I’d be there before they went on stage to practice, but my boss had kept me late to discuss a possible promotion that could be coming my way. Literally fumbling over my feet as I ran to the elevator of the stadium where the guys would be performing the next two nights. “Come on, come on. Hurry up.” I was bouncing back and forth as I watched the number go down to the stage level. As soon as the doors opened, I ran, twisting around everyone who was in my way.

“Hey, Y/n,” someone waved as I blew past them. I couldn’t even tell who it was.

I yelled over my shoulder. “Can’t talk…super late…Harry’s gonna be mad.”

Finally, I made it to Harry’s dressing room. He usually leaves the door unlocked, so when I walked in, I was expecting to see him. The room was empty. On the mirror that was staring back at me, Harry had written two words… You’re late.

Fuck. I spun on my heels, tossed my bag on the couch against the wall and then slammed the door shut after me. I had been on this location before so I knew exactly where I needed to be. My heels were starting to bug me, so I tosses them off and just ran with my barefoot only covered by my hosiery. Scooping up my shoes, I continued on my search for my boyfriend.

Finally, I found the crew by the stage. They all waved and smiled as I huffed my way to the edge of the stage, where I saw Harry twisting up his hair in his infamous bun. “Hey, babe.” I smiled sheepishly and bent down to put my shoes on.

He looked down at me for a split second, pausing before going back to his hair. “Hi,” he stated, then turned back to give the audio guys in the booth in the back of the stadium a thumbs up.

I sighed, “Harry, don’t be like this. I’m sorry I’m late. It’s just-ugh. Sara wanted to talk about me possibly getting a promotion soon. I couldn’t just leave. My job is on the line here, Harry.”

I wasn’t entirely sure that he heard me, but he walked away from the stage, towards the part I couldn’t see. Niall walked up to me, glancing down from the stage. He slung his guitar behind his back, then gestured to the part of the stage where Harry disappeared. “What was that about?”

“He’s mad that I was late for rehearsal.” I shrugged, “but I explained my side of it and he just walked away.”

“Don’t tell him I’m telling you this.” Niall looked around before bending down closer to my level. “He was whispering to Liam about having a serious discussion with you before rehearsal started. I don’t know what it was about, but obviously he’s pretty upset about it.”

Just then, Niall stood up straight and walked away. I turned around, seeing Harry standing behind me. “Can we talk?”

A/n: What does Harry want to talk to you about? Find out in the next blurb to come!

Where’d You Go?

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Title: Where’d You Go?

Pairing: Gabriel x Reader

Word Count: 947

Warnings: angst, fluffish

A/N: This was requested by anon! I hope you all enjoy this! Feedback is welcomed and appreciated! I love you all so much! <3 <3

“What do you mean [Y/N] just up and left,” Gabriel shouted, taking a step closer to the younger Winchester.  The archangel’s amber eyes glared at Sam, waiting for an answer.

Dean stepped in between Sam and Gabriel, holding a hand in the air.  “Look we didn’t know [Y/N] was going to leave,” Dean defended.  “She didn’t tell either of us, Cas, or you.”

“There has to be a reason as to why she left,” Sam reasoned.  “She didn’t leave a note or anything.  She hardly took any of her stuff with her.  Maybe there’s some unfinished business that she doesn’t wanna talk about?”

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Kai Parker x Reader
word count : 4 028
warning : smut
summary : Reader and Kai have been in a relationship for a year and neither of them can get enough of the other… and one night lots things happen. [a dominant Kai 😈🔥]
*gif by lightwoodxalec


Hot August nights were nothing new, but the heat outside couldn’t compare to the way Y/N felt having her boyfriend’s naked body pressing against hers. Even the breeze coming from the open window near by couldn’t help her cool off. Not with her mind being flooded with flashes of everything that had happened in the past few hours since she had come home.
Each time she closed her eyes, a new image appeared behind her eyelids. Each of them so vivid, as if she had time travelled to the moment she had opened the front door and had heard the shower running. Y/N had made her way there as quietly as possible, stripping down along the way before heading upstairs. For a moment she had stood at the door, biting her lip watching the water dripping down his naked body as he shook his wet hair and braced his hands against the wall.
A quiet moan tumbled off her lips and she felt Kai push his hips against her ass in his sleep. Her eyes fluttered open and then closed, remembering how her hands had wrapped around him from behind, exploring every inch of his bare chest and going lower, while water ran down on both of them. A blink of an eye later Kai had cupped her face and kissed her, slowly backing her against the wall, literally sucking the air out of her lungs before scooping her up and spending the next 30 minutes knocking out whatever air remained in her lungs, continuing in their bedroom…
Y/N moved on the bed, pushing her body closer against his while brushing her fingers on his arm wrapped around her stomach. There was no chance for her to fall asleep when she wanted him that much. She rolled over on the bed until they were face to face, slowly trailing her fingertips on Kai’s bare chest and down to his lenght, wrapping them around him. How was he asleep when he was that hard ? Most importantly, how was she to wake him up and get what she wanted ? A whole year together and she craved and loved him more with each day.
Her thumb began drawing soft circles on the tip of his thick shaft, going around and straight through the middle while she rested her forehead on his. Kai moaned softly in his sleep and her lips curled into a smile, feeling him getting harder in her hand while she stroked him a little faster. Her fingertips gently brushed against his balls, trailing their way up his bare chest until her palm touched his cheek, moving to the back of his head playing with his scruff. Her lips hovered over his but before she had had the chance to press her them on his , she found herself laying on her back with her hands pinned over her head and a smirking Kai towering over her. His eyes were wide open and there was barely any trace of the usual blue shade in them.
  “You are such a naughty girl. Sneaking into the shower with me earlier. Driving me out of my mind every second since.” he cooed. “You can’t keep your hands to yourself for five seconds, can you ? Wasn’t what happened earlier enough for you ?”
  “It’s never enough. I will always want more of you.”
Kai grinned at her words, watching her try to wriggle her hands free. “Nah-uh.” he chuckled. “You don’t get to wake me up and get what you want.” he trailed his finger on her jawline and down her neck, feeling her heartbeat in her veins. They gazed into each other’s eyes for a long moment and Y/N bucked her hips up at him, only he was a step ahead and pulled away. “No, no. You might hurt yourself, baby girl.”
  “Please ?”
A smirk showed on his face and he lightly grounded his crotch against hers, enough to make her moan and get her crazier about him. “OH, you think just cuz you say ‘please’ and look at me with those innocent eyes of yours, I’ll cave in, is that it ?” he said quietly, his lips almost touching hers. “Not a chance.”
Y/N darted her tongue out and licked his lower lip. “I want you, Malach–”
Before she had had the chance to finish, Kai’s lips crashed onto hers harder than ever while his crotch grounded against hers, making them both moan into the kiss. Y/N smiled to herself. Every single time she called him by his full name, he couldn’t resist shutting her up with a kiss. Their lips moved hungrily against each other and she gained control for long enough to roll on top of him without breaking the kiss. It took her a second to realise Kai had let her do that when he gripped her wrists holding them behind her back. Y/N grounded against his hard thick shaft, making him moan softly while his other hand found its way on her waist, both of them falling into their rhythm instantly. Every move of her hips felt like lighting a match to him, but the fire started burning the second she tugged at his lip at the end of the kiss.
  “I want you.” she moaned, slowly straddling his lenght.
Kai’s eyes fluttered closed for a second and he gripped her waist, making her stop instantly. He knew the more he denied her, the more she’d dig her heels into it and he loved listening to her beg for him. “I don’t think so. Naughty girls don’t get what they want. They get punished.”
It took her a split second to realise her hands were free and instantly she cupped his face. Her lips crashed against his more hungry and demanding that ever and he pulled her against him wanting her body closer to his, as if it was possible. It was always like this – a whole year together and every touch, every kiss left him craving more, and in that moment he wanted all of her. They rolled on the bed again, without breaking the kiss and he pinned her hands over her head, grounding his crotch onto hers while her legs wound around his waist. They were literally skin to skin, but that wasn’t enough for either of them. Their lips moved against each other so hard, it began to hurt a little but neither of them wanted to stop. Or slow down.
 “You are driving me completely out of my mind.“ he moaned, pressing his lips onto hers again while slipping his hand between their bodies to her heat. “Oh baby, you are so wet and I haven’t even touched you yet.” he brushed his fingers against her clit, spreading her arousal around. “You will be dripping onto the sheets when I am done with you –”
Y/N moaned softly feeling his fingertips press at her entrance and immediately, she pushed her hips down on him, grounding on his hand. Kai watched her with an amused look in his eyes, pressing his fingers against her heat listening to her moan while her back arched off the bed, pressing against his chest.
  “Naughty girl. You want it so bad you’d fuck yourself on my hand.” he cooed. “Such a dirty little thing –”
His girl only moaned in response and for a few seconds longer he let her continue, then without any warning he shoved his fingers in her mouth. A quiet moan tumbled off his lips and his eyes fluttered closed feeling her tongue swirl around his fingers, while she looked at him with innocent eyes. He smirked devilishly at her and an idea popped into his head. “You want it that bad ?”
  “So bad, please Kai –“
Kai brushed his fingertips against her clit, looking at her with devils dancing in his eyes and he pulled away from her. “Touch yourself.” he said suddenly. “I want to see your naughty little fingers play.”
Y/N locked gazes with him and moved back on the bed, spreading her legs wider to give him a full view. His words had taken her by surprise since he always had forbidden her to do this to herself, there had to be a catch. Her fingers trailed their way from her neck down to her heat, gently rubbing her clit in circular motion going in harder and faster each time.
  “You are not allowed to cum without my permission –“ he cooed, biting his lip watching her fingers skillfully play with her folds. Y/N moaned in response pushing her middle finger inside her, going in almost to the last knuckle while her thumb drew figure eights on her clit. ”– or to many any noise. Or to touch me afterwards. Too much ?“
Kai grinned at her reaction – her eyes went wide for a second but she didn’t stop. He looked at her with hungry eyes, realising he was starting lose it watching her finger disappear inside her. Why hadn’t he asked her to do this before ? His girl looked beyond hot doing this to herself, on his terms of course.
  “Add another finger.” he demanded.
Her lips pressed together as she tried hard not to moan, when her finger was joined by another. Asking for permission to cum wasn’t new, neither was the ‘no touching’ part. It was all in Kai’s rules, but the noise ? He always loved listening to her moan his name, or more like scream his name. Her fingers curled around slowly, feeling every inch before pulling out almost to the fingertips and pushing them inside her again, deeper and faster each time making her eyes flutter closed.
  “Nah-uh, princess. Don’t close your eyes, keep them on me.” he cooed, wrapping his fingers around his lenght stroking himself slowly. Kai couldn’t tear his eyes away from her, barely able to resist slapping her hand away and replacing her fingers with his. “Mmmhmmm … You are close, aren’t you ?”
  “So close – “ she arched her back off the bed. Her skin felt on fire more and more with each curl, her back arching off the bed while her cheeks turned a bright shade of red. It was a real challenge not making any noise. No gasps. No moans. Y/N bit her lip, her eyelids drooping the closer to her release she got. He was in control and he wasn’t even touching her. It was driving her insane.
  “Faster –” he demanded, watching her struggle to keep herself from making any sounds.“You look so hot right now, with your hair stuck to your face and those red cheeks –” he licked his lip. “I just want to grab you and fuck you until you can’t walk.”
Her walls clenched around hed fingers and her eyes fluttered closed for a split second feeling Kai’s fingertips brush against her inner thighs, drawing fire lines on her skin on their way to her heat. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from her for a second, seeing her back arch off the bed and how she pressed her lips together trying hard not to make any sound. Y/N gripped onto the sheets to keep herself from reaching from him. So many rules tonight… Until she had met him, she hadn’t even realised that’s what she liked and he somehow right from the start he knew what made her lose it instantly.
 “Please let me cum.”
 “No.“ said Kai, trying to suppress a smile. His girl was almost dripping onto the sheets now and there was bound to be another wet spot on the bed soon.
 “Please let me cum.”
Y/N bit the inside of her cheek trying not to moan out when her fingers curled inside her again, making her back arch off the bed. Her eyes drifted to what his hands were doing, seeing him stroke himself at a steady pace, noticing pre-cum on the tip. Just this image was enough to turn her skin to fire. Her fingers pumped inside her faster each time and her eyes drifted towards the ceiling feeling.
  “Look at me, princess. Not the ceiling.” he demanded, listening to her breathing and heart rate trying to catch up with each other.
 “Please –” she begged again feeling herself right on the edge.
 “Please what ?” he smiled innocently as if he had no idea what she was talking about. “Tell me, baby girl. What do you want –”
 “You. I want you –“
 “No.” he grinned at her.
 “P-please – I – Fuck me Malachai –“
A throaty growl escaped his lips and he shoved his fingers in her mouth. “Damn it Y/N… You are in so much trouble now – It won’t be my fault if you can’t walk tomorrow.”
Y/N swirled her tongue around his fingers while he pushed her hand away and slurped some of her arousal about to drip on the sheets, nearly pushing her over the edge. His tongue lapped around her clit then straight through the middle and he pushed her legs even wider burying his head between her legs. Instinctively her hands reached for him but he slapped them away.
 “No touching.“ he growled, replacing her fingers with his while he sucked and tugged on her clit, moaning as he did sending the vibrations directly onto her.  Y/N looked down and could swear the Devil himself has decided to pay her a visit and drag her straight into Hell. Each time his fingers curled inside her it felt as if her skin is turning into flames and however nice it had felt when she was doing this to herself, it couldn’t even remotely compare to what he was doing to her in that moment.
 “Pl-ease –” she begged again. Kai moaned a ‘no’ and continued devouring her with a hunger like never before, sucking and tugging on her clit while cheating with his vampirism to pump his fingers inside her faster. Every time she was just about to tip over the edge he stopped, giving her a few seconds to catch her breath. Y/N grabbed onto the headboard, pushing her hips down on him wanting nothing else but to feel that sweet release wash over her body, but he kept denying it to her. “I want yo–”
His lips crashed against hers not letting her finish and he gripped her wrists, holding them on either side of her head while he entered her suddenly, knocking the air out of her lungs. He rested his forehead on hers, withdrawing slowly making her feel every inch on the way on the way out before filling her in to the brim again.
  “Fuck you are so tight around me.” he groaned, continuing to set her on fire. His thrusts were slow but hard, picking up the pace over time. Each thrust leaving her craving more. His lips connected with her jawline, leaving kisses down her neck and he sank his fangs into her carotid artery at once, getting a taste of her blood and she almost let go again. It was always like this when he bit her, sometimes that was all it took for her to lose it.
  “Oh shit –” she bit her lip, feeling her walls tightening around him again. “– I am s-so c-clo-se.”
  “Hold it.” he reminded her, lifting her leg over his shoulder allowing him to go deeper. Kai placed his hand on the back of her head and rested his forehead on hers, gazing into her eyes while she braced herself on her elbows. He changed the pace between fast and rough to slow and deep, delaying her release. Y/N was starting to see white and every time her eyelids drooped, he knocked the air out of her lungs waking her up.
  “Keep your eyes open or I will have to punish you.” he demanded, feeling her walls contract around him again and he slipped his fingers to her clit, drawing figure eights on it, matching every thrust. “That will be fun. Watching you squirm and beg for me for hours –”
  “K-Kai –” she gripped tightly on the sheets. ”– I c-can’t – p-please –“
  “Please what, baby girl? You want to cum ?” he moaned, his lenght twitching inside her at the same time her walls tightened more intensely than ever around him.
  “Yes – OH FUck —” she semi-screamed while he continued to set her on fire with each thrust. “Cum for me, baby girl. ” he grunted. “I want to feel you come undone around me while you scream my name.”
Almost the same second he said it Y/N came around him, screaming his name louder than ever. Her walls clenched around him intensely, triggering his release. A louder moan tumbled off his lips and he came in hot spurts inside her, riding through both their highs before he rolled onto the bed next to her and pulled her onto his lap with his lenght still inside her. Y/N’s hands hooked around his neck, playing with the scruff on the back of his head and his hands found their way on her waist, making her ride him faster.
  ”So greedy tonight –” she moaned, resting her forehead on his. “ – I fucking love it.”
  “I am only starting, baby girl. You will be sore all over tomorrow –” he moaned, smashing his bloody lips against hers. He had no idea what was happening with him that night, only knew he couldn’t possibly get enough. “Get on all fours.”
Y/N pressed her lips against his and swung her leg off his lap, bracing herself on her hands/knees. Kai moved on the bed, getting right behind her, agonisingly slowly trailing his fingertips up her inner thighs to her heat.
  “Hmm you had so much fun.” he cooed “Look at yourself, such a dripping mess. I’ll have to fix this. Though I have to admit - I love seeing your juices mixed with my cum.”
Kai brushed his fingers against her swollen clit feeling her body convulse for a second and then dipped his fingers inside her, curling them around slowly. His girl was so sensitive in that moment, he was pretty sure he could get her to cum without even touching her there. A devilish smirk showed on his face and he rubbed his palm gently against her ass cheeks and when she least expected it – he slapped her. Then he repeated again making her body jolt forward, each time catching her off guard. Y/N could hear him humming some song while his fingers continued to drive her wild and another smack followed. Her skin felt on fire or maybe the room was on fire – she wasn’t sure.
  “OH FUCK –” she moaned louder.
  “You like that, don’t you?” he cooed. Kai knew exactly what his actions did to her, how each slap turned her skin to fire and was capable to literally get her dripping down her thighs, and tonight he didn’t plan on holding back at all.
  "FUck – yes.” she semi-screamed when another smack followed.
  “There will be such a pretty bruise here tomorrow.” he cooed, slapping her cheeks again. Kai loved every single sound she made in that moment but most of all, he loved the effect he had on her. At first when he had invoked the rules, Y/N had been a little reluctant but later on had turned out those turned her on like crazy. His girl loved it when he was in charge almost as much as he did. Perhaps more.
  "Fuck me –” she moaned, feeling his lenght rub against her folds, sliding just the tip inside again and again. Y/N pushed her hips back at him, wanting all of him but he was a step ahead of her every time. There was no doubt in her mind he was currently smirking, enjoying every second of torturing her like that as much as she did.
 “Please, Kai – I need you.” she moaned, pushing her hips back at him at the exact same time he entered her so hard, she almost lost her balance. He positioned himself carefully behind her making sure he’d hit her spot every time. Loud moans tumbled off her parted lips and Y/N gripped on the sheets, her body jolting forward each time he entered her, each thrust rougher and harder then the last. Her heart and breathing raced to catch up with each other, failing every single time. It felt as if he wanted to bury his entire self inside her. Kai leaned over her, his breath tickling her skin while he left wet kisses on her back, shoulder and neck. Her boyfriend wrapped his hand around her neck lightly, making her turn around and their lips met in a passionate kiss, feeling her walls clench around him while continued to pound her senseless.
 “OH fuck – Look at those walls clenching around me.” he moaned a little louder, his lenght twitching inside her. “I won’t ever get enough of them doing that –”
Y/N moaned, biting on the pillow. Each thrust threw her straight into Hell, with flames licking up her skin. Electricity flowed through her veins from the spot his hands were on her waist, spreading through her body when he wrapped his hands around her and pulled her on top of him in vampire speed. Kai’s hands travelled up and down her body. Y/N rested her head back next to his, her mouth hanging open moaning his name louder each time his thick shaft filled her in to the brim, their hips meeting halfway. It felt as if the room was on fire and they were on fire along with it.
 “Fuck I’m s-so clo-se – ” she moaned.
 “You can let go if you want.“ he moaned in her ear, slipping his fingers down to her clit.
 “N-no.” she turned towards him, taking him by surprise with her answer. “I want us to get there together.”
Kai grinned at her and their lips collided in a hungry passionate kiss while his fingers drew rough figure eights on her clit. Y/N reached her hand back, cupping his face and he rolled them on their sides in vampire speed. He lifted her leg up over his waist semi-climbing on top of her, continuing to pound relentlessly inside her knocking the air out of her lungs with each thrust. Their lips crashed together in a passionate kiss and his lenght twitched inside again at the exact same time her walls clenched around him tighter than ever, triggering his orgasm and he came in hot spurts inside her with her release following right after. Kai rode through both their highs, not slowing down for a second until they were both finished and he collapsed on top of her, barely able to stop himself from continuing on.
 “I should wake you up in the middle of the night more often.“ she grinned, trying to catch her breath. "You were already wide awake, weren’t you ?”
 “Of course I was.“ he grinned. "Who can sleep with everything we did before we got to bed on repeat in their head ?” he pressed his lips onto hers kissing her gently, listening to her heart trying to leap out of her chest when his lips found their spot on her neck and down her collarbone.
Y/N tangled her fingers in his hair, pulling him up until their eyes were on the same level. His eyes were so insanely blue in that instant, she found herself getting lost in them. "It was on loop in your head too ?”
 “How can it not be ?“ he smiled at her. "Tonight is probably my favourite night we’ve spent together, besides the night we spent together right after I got out of 1903.“
 “D-do you remember what you did back then with the –”
 “– handcuffs ?“ he grinned at her. "We really are made for each other. It’s like you were in my head just now. Catch your breath, sweetheart. I am far from done with you for the night –“





Reader is best friends with Grayson and Ethan, and gets one fleeting day to meet them for the first time, during which time Grayson struggles with the fact that he is helplessly in love with her.

photo creds: sensualkisses.tumblr.com


Funnily enough, you had met Grayson online. You’d messaged him expecting no response, but for some reason, he did reply. And then he replied again, and again, and now you were best friends, who until today, had never met. He was on tour at the moment, and as much as you’d told him you were so excited for him, a part of you did feel heartbroken knowing that there was no way the twins would ever stop where you lived, nobody ever did. But after the international dates were released, your city had been sneakily added after the release of the list, and it would be the last stop.

You were first meeting them at their meet and greet, which meant that all your past months worth of wishful longing were coming true, and you were going to have to mask your bubbling joy and act semi-normal. The girl in front of you finished her turn, and Ethan and Grayson waved her off politely before spinning in sync to meet the next person, you. They had to play it off like you were any other fan, but it didn’t take a genius to see their dumb grins grow twice the size when they saw you. You zoomed forward, both twins opening their arms for you at the same time, the conflict startling you momentarily, but you went for Gray first. Grayson slinked his arms tightly around your waist, pushing you firmly into his rippled chest, your face buried into the crook of his bronzed neck. He smelt of fresh laundry and overpowering cologne, his breath tingling of mint.

“I wanted to say thank you in person,” you whispered faintly into his ear.

“What do you mean?” Grayson said through a clenched smile, swaying the hug left to right.

“I know you added this tour stop for me,” you smiled into his skin.

Sure, fans in your city had been thrilled to hear they were coming, but the fanbase itself certainly wasn’t booming almost nearly as much as at their other stops, it just seemed a little odd.

Grayson’s cheeks flushed faintly as he squeezed your waist, “I wanted to see you, so why not add another stop?”

You giggled and released him, “We-”

“Are you gonna talk to Grayson all day, should I just give up now?” Ethan said, his arms still weakly outstretched, his lips pouting.

You snorted and leaped into his arms, your legs coming snugly around his waist. 

“Sorry E,” you smiled.

Ethan’s pout faltered a little, “I’ll forgive you if you gimme a ki-”

You shut him up and dropped a kiss on his cheek, your eyes fluttering closed as you felt him smile under your lips.

“Forgiven,” Ethan did his ‘I’m hilarious’ grin, and plopped you back down, his eyes lifting and his smile wavering for a second.

You raised an eyebrow in confusion and turned to G, swearing for a second that you glimpsed…jealousy? Oh well, you shook it off quickly.

You took your picture and and got a hug goodbye, parting with an almost inaudible whisper, “See you soon.”


By the time the show was all packed up, you were passed out at home on your sofa from exhaustion. You heard a knock at your door, and blindly stumbled over to let two extremely hyped boys into your place. 

“Let’s get a pizzaaaa!” Grayson bounced up on the couch, his earring jumping up and down. 

“TWO PIZZAS,” Ethan yelled.

You rubbed your eyes and slapped yourself awake, “O-o-” you yawned wide, “Okay.”

“Are you tired? We can go if you want,” Grayson said, catching on to your sleepiness.

“NO!” you jumped, his words waking you right up, “This is the one time I get to see you two idiots!”

“Why thank you,” Ethan smiled.

You giggled and clawed at your face, “You’re gonna have to hook me up with some of your sugar high.”

“Buy an extra large coke with that pizza then,” Grayson winked.

Those pizzas,” Ethan corrected.

The rest of the night was a blur of stories, coca cola burps, and excessive singing to overplayed songs. Three hours after arriving, one sad piece of cheese pizza remained.

“Who wants?” you groaned out, your belly full of bubbles and pizza dough.

“Share with me,” Grayson smiled wide.

“Gray, I’m gonna explode.”

“Oh come on,” Ethan mumbled sleepily, “couples do it all the time.”

“Couples?” You laughed out loud.

Grayson laughed awkwardly, shoving his fist into Ethan’s belly, “You’re so funny,” he growled.

You plopped down beside Grayson, stretching your legs out onto the couch and resting your head into his ‘Post Show Comfy Sweatpants.’

Grayson looked down at you, his startled expression molding into a satisfied little smile, his brown eyes crinkling.

Grayson lowered the piece of the pizza down into your open mouth, and you quickly swallowed a piece of it, clutching at your stomach in protest.

“Sooo cute,” Ethan mocked before promptly passing out.

“He’s right, you are cute,” you giggled up at Grayson.

“Not as cute as you,” Grayson mumbled affectionately, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear and drawing a pattern across you skin with his thumb.

Well, that was new.

You blinked up at Grayson, struggling to keep your eyes open.

“Gray?” you said.


“I’m so beyond happy to have seen you today. I’m so beyond happy that you exist. I love you so much,” you breathed, your eyelids drooping.

Grayson closed his eyes, his teeth grinding together lightly, his hand coming down to rest on your cheek.

“Y/N?” he struggled.

“Yeah?” you managed.

“I love you.”

He said it weakly, barely forcing the words out his lips, and you held onto those three sweet words as you sunk down into your slumber, not realizing the intention behind them.

The next morning

You knew you were too late as soon as you awoke.

The boys were leaving first thing in the morning, and you had slept right through their departure. The only trace of them ever having come was a note.

“You drool when you sleep. Also I’ll miss you, I guess”

- Ethan

Grayson hadn’t written anything, that kind of hurt.

You grabbed your phone, quickly dialing Grayson, who didn’t pick up, so you tried Ethan instead.

“Hey, sleeping beauty,” he said.

You laughed sadly, annoyed at yourself for wanting to cry.

“Hi Ethan, where are you?” you laughed softly.

“In a cab,” he said, “We didn’t want to wake you up,”

“I miss you already,” you smiled sadly, wiping away a small teardrop.

“We miss you too.”

“I don’t think Grayson does,” you mumbled bitterly.

Ethan coughed uncomfortably, taking a second to respond. “I think he misses you a lot, actually.”

You heard Grayson snap something, to which Ethan hissed, “Well maybe if you weren’t such a cowar-”

“Shut the fuck up.”

“Only if you cut the bullshit and tell her-”

“I don’t have to do sh-”

The line went dead.

Your mouth hung open and you dropped the phone down carelessly, sinking down onto the floor and starting to cry. Crystal droplets trickled down your cheeks as you sobbed into your knees without caring even a little bit. You couldn’t comprehend why Grayson had just turned against you with no cause.

You don’t know how long you stayed like that, but you ended up sinking into a restless silence, which was abrupted who knows when, by a quick knock at the door. You brought yourself up, confused as you dawdled over to the door. You pulled it open, your eyed red and cheeks stained.

“Y/N,” Grayson started.

You stared at him, unable to piece together a response, so you started to close the door on him.

“Please, Y/N,” he begged his large hand forcing the door open.

“I don’t feel like hearing your shitty excuse as to why you pretended to be my friend.”

Grayson swallowed, your words sinking in, and he looked beyond hurt.

He pushed the door open, and before you could say anything, he grabbed your waist roughly and pulled you straight into his warm chest. You wanted to protest, but god, it felt good in his arms.

“Why didn’t you say goodbye?” you wept into the soft fabric of his tee.

“Because saying goodbye hurts,” he whispered, his eyes moist as  he nuzzled into your hair. “It hurts so much,” his voice broke, “and it was easier to let go this way.”

“Tell me why,” you begged, ungluing yourself from his body and blinking up at him through your bleary vision.

Grayson shook his head and laughed pathetically, swiping up your tears with his thumb, “Don’t you get it? I already told you why.”

You shook your head in confusion.

“I love you, Y/N, I told myself it was nothing, that I didn’t come here just for you, but who am I kidding? I love you so damn much and I was stupid to think for even a second that by seeing you, these feelings would go away. Being with you yesterday just made me it worse, looking into your eyes and knowing that you don’t feel how I feel. You think I won’t miss you?! No..I’m going to miss you so much that I couldn’t even say goodbye. And it’s been destroying me piece by piece, because every fibre of my being just wants to hold you like this forever, and I love you so much, and it hurts, Y/N.” 

Your heart froze in your chest, and you momentarily forgot how to breathe.

“I just, needed you to know, I’m sorry,” Grayson sighed, letting you go.

“Gray-” you stuttered.

“I have a plane to catch,” he turned.

“Grayson,” you commanded, but he ignored you.

“GRAYSON,” you snapped, grabbing him by the shoulder and forcing his back into the wall.

He blinked down at you in shock.

“You think you’re the only one who gets to talk, you jackass?” you hissed.

“Well what do you have to say to me!?” Grayson said, his jew clenched in frustration, his eyes dark.


You grabbed Grayson by his jaw and forced his lips down into yours. They were soft and full, sweet like cotton candy, and right now, they were all yours. His scent consumed you, the feeling of his lips molding against yours flaring a fiery spark in your chest. Grayson’s chest heaved heavily against yours in the heat, his hands dropping to your hips and his lips responding quickly. His nails dug into your tender skin, flipping you around and pressing your back hard into the wall as he towered over you, arching his body into your chest, his lips devouring yours. You moaned softly into his lips, sending little vibrations into Grayson’s, your hands grabbing the back of his hair and tugging him into you as you urged for more. He squeezed at your hips, his tongue entering your mouth, and you followed his lead, letting yourself explore him. Your head spun, knees weak from the taste of him that you knew you would never get enough of, and it consumed you like a drug.

Grayson detached his lips from yours, his eyes closed, his heavy breath tickling your skin.

“Y/N…” he mumbled faintly, his hands moving gently to hold your wrists, which fit easily in his grip.

“I always loved you, Grayson Dolan.”

Gray opened his eyes, scanning you over carefully.

“Maybe it took me this many I love you’s to finally get it right, and maybe ‘I love you,’ means something different to me now than before, but Grayson, I-”

Grayson silenced you with his lips, pressing them to yours for a fleeting second.

“This is all I ever wanted,” he breathed, placing his nose to yours.

“You’re all I ever wanted,” you smiled softly.

Suddenly, Grayson released you, his expression saddening.

“What’s wrong?” you asked.

“In a way, this is worse.”

“Hm?” you questioned.

“In a way, saying goodbye… is even worse now,” he sighed.

You stared blankly at him, the silence ringing in your ears, your answer falling easily off your lips.

“Then don’t say goodbye.”

                                Burden Of Love: Part Two

Part One


In the time of 1974, you find yourself alone and on the streets of Los Angeles. Without a home or a penny to your name you happen to stumble on the club known as “Goldie’s.” it wasnt until you meet the eyes of Clay Appuzzo, the charming and struggling comedian - that you thought you could get more in life. Full of heartbreak, passion, and loss - Falling in love with Clay Appuzzo was the greatest adventure you had been waiting for.


Clay Appuzzo (I’m Dying Up Here) x Reader

Cursing, angst, Mention of Drugs and Alcohol, Multiple Smut Scenes.

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Enough is Enough

You couldn’t take it anymore. You had to say something now, or you’d regret never taking the chance.

“Sam, you are such an idiot. I could probably dance around wearing nothing but a tea cozy and you’d still never know that I wanted your attention,” you huffed, running your hands through your hair.

You were tired of walking the fine line of flirting and taking action with your relationship with Sam. There was always something more there with him, more so than there was with Dean, but somehow you could never push Sam to the point where he would act on it.

It was driving you mad.

Sam watched you carefully, his smile growing on his fucking perfect face.

“Y/N?” he chuckled as he eyed you carefully, calculating his words carefully.

“What?” you turned to face him, irritated, about ready to storm out of the room you were sharing with the brothers.

“You done?” He asked with a raised eyebrow as he stood, approaching you with a quiet confidence, a predatory look darkening his features.

You swallowed hard as you watched him approach, not sure what was happening.

“First of all, if you danced around in a tea cozy, I’d definitely notice,” he growled, his large hand squeezing your waist, pulling your hips against his.

His left hand grazed your neck, causing goosebumps to break out on your flesh, a shiver shooting up your spin.

“Second of all. You have my attention 24/7. I can’t get you out of my head. Obviously it’s time to do something about it,” he whispered, his thumb tracing along your jawline as he tipped your head up toward his face, pressing his lips against yours hesitantly.

You moaned in satisfaction at the contact, a gesture that didn’t go unnoticed by Sam or his cock. You could feel him harden against your stomach as his hand snaked around your waist and pressed you into him.

You bit his lip as you pulled away, your eyes fluttering open, met with his lust blown eyes.

“Should I get that tea cozy now?” you asked with a smile on your face, your voice breathy with need.

Sam grinned at you, his fingertips dancing along your hip bones as he pushed up your shirt.

“Yeah, I don’t think you need that, Y/N. You have my full attention,” he assured you, ripping your shirt over your head and pushing you against the wall, his mouth attacking yours with fervor.

Who knew one little outburst could lead to everything you hoped for with Sam. If you’d only been brave sooner, you’d have saved yourself a lot of anguish, but that didn’t matter now as Sam’s hot mouth traveled your body, bringing you to new heights of pleasure.

Feeling stronger

Word count: 3350

Warning: smut

Kai works out and gets extremely ripped

When you and Kai met, he was this lanky guy with a lot of sass and sarcasm, which you obviously liked a lot. He was funny and always knew how to make you laugh and you were probably the only person that lived in Mystic Falls that he didn’t want to kill. He had found something in you that was inviting him in, wanting to learn more about you and most importantly, he wanted to make you his. He had no intentions of letting you go in any way and had always made sure you knew how much he cared about you. You loved him and you have loved his body the way it was, but then one day, he decided it was time for him to start working out and put some muscle on him to make himself stronger, as if that was neccessary. He spent most of his time at the gym, working out and when he came home, his shirt was always sweaty and everytime he pulled you in for a kiss, you felt weak at the knees, his scent of sweat mixed with shower gel intoxicating, filling up your nostrils and making you dizzy. Each time he pulled you in, his body pressed against you, your hands instantly found their way to his arms, feeling how his biceps had gotten bigger and stronger, your hands looking extremely small compared to his big arms. Each time your hand roamed down his torso, you felt his abs, feeling as if you could be able to count every single muscle in his body because of how hard they felt at your touch. Lately, he had spent more time at home, building his own little gym where he could work out and stay at home with you at the same time. You had lost count at how many times you found yourself leaning against the door frame and watched him work out, watching how every muscle in his back moved when he was doing pull ups, or how his torso flexed when he was doing sit ups. Heavy weights that you would never be able to pick up, he picked up with ease, showing how big Kai’s arms had gotten, making your breath hitch. You could spend hours watching him, the way he moved around the room, doing various exercies and not get bored. It was mesmerising and it made you feel some kind of way down there.

You had only Kai’s white shirt and panties on as you walked quietly to his gym and leaned against the door frame, placing your foot on top of your other, your fingers running through your hair. He was doing pull ups, his strong arms having no problems with lifting his entire body all the way up so his head was above the crossbar and then back down. Up. Then back down. You bit your lip at the sight of his back muscles evident, his broad shoulders looking more attractive than ever. A few drops of sweat rolled down his back, you head leaning to one side a little bit as you brough your thumb up to your mouth, biting on it slightly, trying to suppress your moan and calm your breathing, but your hearbeat gave you away.

‘Enjoying the view?’ He spoke up and jumped down, turning around as his eyes met yours for a few seconds before he picked up a towel and wiped his sweaty face, throwing it back on the chair next to him. He smiled at you and you could see that he flexed his muscles for you to see, which made your heart skip a beat, his strong body alluring, as you wanted to trace your fingers over every part of his body. He had his sweatpants on, pushed down a little bit, just enough not to show his boxer briefs, his upper half completely exposed to you, taking steps towards you until he was fully standing in front of you.

‘Always.’ You muttered, watching him smirk at your response, his hands in a second finding their way to the back of your thighs and picking you up, placing you on the medium sized couch that was placed in one corner of the room. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him closer to you, his lips capturing yours for a few seconds and then pulled away, his strong body hovering over you.

'Do you always do that?’ He asked you and smiled, his hair sticking to his forehead, a drop of sweat sliding down his strong arm. 'Stare at me.’

'I can’t help it.’ You whispered and trailed your fingers down his back, your nails brushing against his skin as he pushed his hips down to meet yours, the feeling of his bulge against your core making you moan out loud.

'I love it when you do that. It just shows how good I can make you feel without even touching you properly.’ He said abruptly, your breath hitching in your throat at his words. He was always good with words and oh how well he knew how to drive you crazy. No touching was needed. His words burned into your skin like fire, making your heart pick up its pace and your core throb from desire and from wanting him badly. You sighed heavily and brough your hand up to his hair, brushing it away from his forehead and then ran your fingers through his hair, placing your hand on the back of his neck, holding him tightly as if you were afraid that he would run away from you.

'Can you feel this?’ You grabbed his hand and brought it down between your bodies, pressing his fingers against your clothed heat, his fingers feeling the wet patch on your panties. 'This is how you make me feel, Kai. It’s all yours.’ You moaned out, your eyes never leaving his blue ones as you felt his fingers slowly brushing around your clit, but never making contact with it. He was driving you insane and your frustration has grown, but he knew exactly what he was doing. He had always been teasing you, his fingers always avoiding the spot where you wanted him the most. You jolted your hips upwards, your crotch meeting Kai’s hand, wanting much more but not even a second after, he pinned your hips back down to the couch, your body unable to move because of his grip on your hips.

'Always so greedy. You know that you’re a very greedy girl, right? Always wanting much more than what I want to offer you. It’s not fun when you get everything all at once.’ He muttered, his finger moving your panties to the side, allowing him to get a clear path to your wet heat. He ran his index and middle finger through your folds, collecting your arousal and then pushed his fingers inside you, curling them around. 'This is much more fun.’ He whispered on your ear and then pulled them out quickly, bringing them up to his lips as he licked them clean. He swiftly grabbed you by your ankles and pulled you down, your back semi laying on the couch, his fingers tugging on yor panties as he pulled down them in one swift motion, your lower half exposed to his completely. Your legs were dangling on the couch, Kai’s hands placing on your knees and spread them as much as he could. He looked down at your heat and smirked, your heartbeat getting faster with each second. He looked so sexy, sweat still evident on his body, glistening under the light and yoou couldn’t help but get more turned on. He ripped your shirt in half and threw it down on the floor before his fingers found their way to your entrance and then pushed them in a fast pace, pumping them in and out of you as fast as he could, his forehead pressed against yours as his eyes never left yours. You tried to spread your legs even more, your hips jolting upwards every few seconds, trying to match Kai’s movements but the way his fingers pumped in and out of you was faster than ever before and it was impossible to match them. You threw your head back in pleasure, feeling your orgasm slowly approaching, faster than you wanted.

'Fuck Kai, just k-keep going.’ You stuttered, barely finding the strenght to mutter out a few words. Kai’s lips parted slightly, his thumb making figure eights on your clit, feeling how your walls clenched around his fingers.

'I’m so close, Kai. Please don’t stop!’ You cried out and kissed him passionately as you felt your orgasm about to tear through your body, but suddenly Kai’s fingers disappeared from inside you, leaving you empty and frustrated because of how he left you unfinished.

'What. The. Hell?’ You stuttered, your brows furrowing at Kai, but the only thing he did was smile and flex his arms at you.

'Told you it’s more fun when I postpone exactly what you want.’ He whispered on your ear and locked his lips with yours for a few seconds before he pulled away, his lips pressed against your ear. 'I have to take a shower.’ He pulled back and walked out of the room, leaving you like that, your breathing slowly coming down, your heart beating at almost normal pace. You ran your fingers through your hair roughly and sighed heavily. You walked naked through the house and into the room you shared with Kai, the sound of water running echoing through the bathroom doors. You bit your lip because you knew exactly how Kai would look right then at that moment if you had opened the doors. Hot water cascading down his toned body, his perfectly shaped butt at full display to your eyes, while his front would be turned away from your gaze. Steam shadowed underneath the batroom doors, disappearing right when it hit the air in the bedroom exactly where you stood. You reached for another set of underwear and sat down on the bed, waiting for Kai to finish, not wanting to give up so easily. After a few moments, the sound of water running stopped, meaning that Kai has finally finished. You swallowed hard and combed your hair with your fingers, desperately trying to make it look decent. He opened the doors and your jaw almost dropped to the floor. He had a white towel wrapped around his waist, so low that you could almost see a part of his manhood, his v – line exposed to your eyes and the first thing that popped into your head was how much you wanted to trail your tongue over it, collecting every drop of water that was placed there.

'You’re here. How are you feeling?’ He asked and smirked because he already knew the answer to that question. You grunted loudly and heard a quiet chuckle from his side, his back facing you. You watched his every movement, how his musles on his right side moved when he reached out his right hand into the drawer to pick his underwear. How his arms moved when he ran his fingers through his wet hair. You accidentally moaned and then quickly covered your mouth with your hand, hoping that Kai hadn’t noticed, but deep down you knew he did. He dropped his towel down on the floor, his perfectly toned body exposed to your eyes only. A lump got stuck in your throat as you felt yourself getting wet again at the sight of Kai. He put on his boxer briefs, wiping his wet hair with a towel and then threw it down on the floor before putting on his white shirt. He groaned loudly and you couldn’t help but notice how tight that shirt was on him. That shirt that used to be almost too big for him was now showing of his every muscle.

'What the f- Great.’ He groaned again and then not even a second later, he grabbed the front of his shirt and tore it into two pieces, watching them fall down on the floor on each side where he stood. Fuck. That was the only thing that had popped into your mind and you couldn’t hold it back anymore. You got up and walked towards him, placing your hands on his back. You trailed your fingers over his bare back and then slid your hands to the side, grabbing onto his biceps and squeezed them lightly. You slowly trailed your hands around his body and slowly found your way to his stomach, feeling how hard his abs were. Kai threw his head back and as much as you thought that he would stop you, he didn’t. A small smile appeared on your face and you couldn’t stop yourself, tracing your hand down his stomach and stopping right on the obvious bulge in his briefs.

'What do you think you’re doing, sweetheart?’ He whispered.

'Just continuing where we left off.’ You trailed off and slipped your hand inside his boxers, your hand slowly stroking his manhood, feeling it getting harder under your touch. You circled around his tip with your thumb, collecting his pre – cum on your thumb. He let out a throathy groan, your hands pushing his boxers down and turning him around so his front was facing you. You knelt down in front of him, your head lined up perfectly with his hard manhood. You couldn’t keep your eyes off him, how obvious the veins on his lenght were, blood coliding through them, making your mouth watery. You pressed a gentle kiss on his tip, his hip instantly jolting forward, his hands intertwining with your hair and pulling on it slightly.

'Fuck.’ He moaned out and closed his eyes, his lips parting even more when you finally took all of him in your mouth, his tip hitting the back of your throat. You pulled back almost all the way before taking him back in, your lips oh so perfectly wrapped around him as your hands grabbed onto his hips, trying to keep him still. 'Keep going, baby.’ You bobbed your head up and down, his hips finding the perfect rhythm with your actions, meeting your mouth perfectly and hitting the back of your throat each time he pushed his hips forward. You sped up a little bit, your hands massaging his balls, while your tongue worked on his tip, getting him closer to his release with each second that passed.

'If you don’t want me to cum into your mouth, you should stop. Now.’ He moaned out, the grip on your hair still strong. You smirked at his words and kept going until you felt him twitch in your mouth, only a few seconds later, his warm liquid casading down your throat, his name escaping your mouth as you noticed his arms flexing when he reached his orgasm. You got up and Kai’s hands immediately cupping your face and pulling your in for a deep and passionate kiss, your hands grabbing onto his strong shoulders. 'You’re so fucking hot,’ He moaned out and threw you on the bed, a few seconds later, his hands ripping your underwear in a one swift motion, throwing them on the floor. He spread your legs, pinning your hips down on the bed and burried his head between your legs, licking your folds as slow as he could.

'You tasted so amazing!’ he hummed against your heat, the vibrations making you moan out loud. His tongue started massaging your clit as you felt his fingers entering you again, pumping in and out of you, curling inside you in the way that only Kai knew, making you clench your walls around him.

'Fuck, Kai- Shit.’ You cried out, his mouth feeling amazing on you like every time he did it, his fingers working perfectly on your body. You propped yourself on your elbows, watching Kai eating you out, getting your closer to your release with each second that passed. He pulled his fingers out of you and started sucking on your clit vigororusly, his name constantly slipping out of your lips, rolling perfectly of your tongue. He threw your body back on the mattress and started massaging your nipples, squeezing them, feeling them getting harder under your touch. You looked down and caught Kai already staring at you, the familiar feeling in the pit of your stomach becoming more and more evident.

'Kai, I’m so close- please- please-’ you cried out as your orgasm tore through you, your whole body shaking. You grabbed onto Kai’s hair tightly, pushing your hips up to his mouth. He pulled away and looked at you, wiping his mouth with his thumb. You sat up and wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him down on top of you, your legs wrapping your his waist.

'Please Kai. Please.’ You cried out, sounding more desperate than ever.

'What do you want, baby? Tell me.’ He whispered, his voice lower and sounding sexier than ever, his eyes a darker shade of blue, filled with lust.

'I want you to fuck me, Malachai.’ His lips parted when he hear you saying his full name, his lenght getting even harder than he already was. He smiled and without any warning he pushed himself into you with one quick move, making you scream out loud and before you knew it, he withdrew himself and then went back in at the same fast pace, knocking the air out of your lungs with each thrust. He found the perfect angle where everytime he went in, he hit your perfect spot, a loud moan escaping your mouth and making you arch your back at the feeling.

'Shit, you’re so tight. Fuck. You feel so good around me.’ His hips were relentlessly pounding into you, your breath hitching at every thrustm your heart feeling as if it would jump out of your body. You grabbed onto his strong biceps and dug your nails in them so hard that he almost started to bleed, but somehow you thought that he didn’t feel a thing because he was only focused on getting you to your third orgasm that night. He pinned your hands over your head, your walls clenching around him again as your high went through your entire body, shaking underneath Kai who hadn’t lost his pace at all and kept thrusting into you. He pulled out of you and turned you to your side, lifting your one leg up a little bit and entered you again, thrusting into you slowly. So slow that you could feel how every inch of him kept sliding inside you, the feeling intensified because of how sensitive you were. You grabbed onto the bed sheets, a single tear falling down on the pillow under you as Kai picked up its pace, going back to pounding into you, hitting you spot perfectly as you felt yourself getting closer to yet another release. You felt Kai twitch inside you, a louder moan escaping his mouth as you knew that he was almost there. You reached between your legs and started massaging your clit, while Kai’s hips met your actions perfectly and not even a few moments after, you and Kai reached your orgasm, Kai riding through both of them until you were finished. He pulled out and collapsed beside you, his breathing just as loud as yours.

'Wow.’ You muttered.

'I know.’ He replied.

'It’s a good thing that you can’t break me.’ You said, making Kai laugh, his hands wrapping around you as he pulled you in and planted a soft kiss on your lips. 'I can’t help it. I can’t get enough of you.’ He trailed off and smirked at you, you eyes falling down to his manhood and then to his lips.

'Likewise.’ He captured your lips in a passionate kiss and pulled you on his lap, his arms wrapping around your waist, both of you knowing that a long night was ahead of you.



Hi, i love your imagines and i was wondering if you have time for a request. Could you write an imagine about Kai falling in love with someone and he is confused with his feelings for her and he gets angry at first but the girl can calm him down and he confesses his love for her? Hope it made a little sense, thank you! :) 

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She could hear him throwing pebbles up against her glass window, but this was the norm by now. The sky had settled into a dusty orange-pink color, free of clouds, a cool breeze rustling the bright green ferns outside. The girl hopped up from her chair, wearing a golden yellow sundress and messy bun atop her head. She skipped over, pulling her blinds open and sticking her head out to see Malachai Parker, nervous smile on his lips as he signals at her with a tilt of his head. He wore a black coat with his usual muddy converse, and the light sent pretty flares across his sculpted facial features.

“Why do you bother knocking, or, throwing pebbles?” she laughs.

“Because I am a gentleman,” his voice comes from behind her as he melts into the air in her room.

She yelps and stumbles back, hitting the wall, hands flying to cover her face, “Kai!!”

“Ah, that gets you every time,” he chortles, lacing his fingers through hers to pull her hands from her face so he can look at her.

She gave a usual pout, “you need to stop that.”

“Only when it stops being funny,” he beams, dimples rising on his cheeks.

She sighs and pulls her window closed, turning to face him, “what?”

“What?” he mimics.

“What’s that look you’re giving me?” she elaborates.

“There is no look,” he lies with a smirk.

“When Kai Parker is up to something, I know it.”

He folds his arms on his chest, “okay, maybe there is something.”

“Tell me,” she commands.

And then his smile fades a little, and he pulls her gently by her wrists, “can we talk first?”

“Oh yeah, of course,” she nods, sinking onto her mattress which is draped in a flowery quilt and overstuffed pillows. She sits beside the heretic, who’s fingers are lightly shaking. Kai has an aroma of dark spice that makes her dizzy, in a good way, but makes it hard to focus on his words.

“Everything okay?” she takes his fingertips in her palms, and his eyes stare at her hands for a good ten seconds before he answers.

“Yes. Sort of. I don’t know?” he stumbles, brows knitting.

She never sees him nervous, so this was something new.

He runs a hand through his brown locks, giving a nervous laugh, “it’s complicated.”

A smile tickles her lips, “oh my god. It’s a girl, isn’t it?”

His big blue eyes go wide, and his cheeks burn red, the signs being enough of an answer, so she doesn’t listen when he tries to deny it.

“Well, I know all about being a romantic, Kai Parker,” she says sarcastically.

“You do?” he responds with worry, not picking up on her joke.

“Yeah, of course! Here, you can ask my boyfriend, he’s right…” she looks around the empty room as if in search of something, “oh wait that’s right, he doesn’t exist!”

Kai lets out a quiet snort, unable to stop his lips from splitting as he laughs.

She smiles at him, bringing her hand to rest on his tattered grey jeans, “so, tell me about her.”

“Uhh,” he toys with the silver rings decorating his slender fingers, averting her eyes all at once.

“Oh come on, wuss,” she teases with a gentle shove. 

“Okay,” he says seriously, eyes flickering up to hers. “She’s sweet, and empathetic, the kindest person ever. And she makes me laugh like nobody else can.” He pauses, chewing at his bottom lip, gaze boring into her, “and she’s the most beautiful girl I’ve ever known.”

She sits there, contemplating him, taking in deep and slow breaths.

“But?” she asks at last.

“But I’m scared I’m only going to hurt her.”

“No you won’t, Kai,” she answers.

“I won’t mean to,” his voice drops, “but it’s what I do.”

“Don’t say that,” she warns.

“Why?” he snaps suddenly, eyes going misty like he does when he gets mad.

“Because I can tell you care about her, and you would never hurt someone you love,” she says, placing a hand on his arm to try and calm him.

His jaw pulsates, “and if she doesn’t love me back?”


“You heard me,” he whispers, an edge in his voice, like his every action is determined by her next words.

“If she doesn’t, she would probably want you to know she cares about you, and that it’s not anything you’ve done.”

“So that’s how it is then,” he says, sounding final.


But before she can speak, a blue vase across the room shatters, glass fragments soaring through the air and scattering across the carpet. Kai doesn’t flinch, his eyes closed ad he unintentionally channels his magic.

“I’m sorry,” he tries to compose himself, blue eyes sad as her lamp goes flying off the dresser and crashing to the floor as well.

“It’s okay,” she soothes, “calm down, it’s okay.”

“I can’t,” he shakes his head, a candle on her desk igniting in a huge red flare before extinguishing all at once. A puff of smoke seeps into the air where the embers had been a second ago.

“Shh, look at me.” A hand comes up to cup either side of his face, her fingers spreading across his sculpted cheekbones and soft stubble. “It’s okay, deep breaths.” And so she sits, bent into the heretic, forehead pressed to his as they both take deep waves of oxygen in until his breath steadies, one together. When her eyes blink open, he’s staring at her like she’s the only thing he sees in the world, and he pulls away abruptly.

“Better?” she asks quietly, rubbing her thumb gently against his skin.

He nods faintly, “thanks.” He didn’t tell her of the control she held over him like that, how she was the only one who didn’t flinch away, the only one who could calm him down when he felt the darkness settling in.


“See,” Kai murmurs, “I can’t lose control with her.”

She doesn’t know what answer to give Kai, so she just stares blankly at him, the silence enveloping the two, broken only when Kai shuffles around a bit in his pockets.

“I got her this necklace,” he says, withdrawing a tiny silver hourglass on a chain. It’s filled with little grains of sparkling sand that tumble as he turns it in his palms.

Something registers as she raises a brow, “hourglass?”

“It’s symbolic,” he answers, icy blue eyes flickering across her face, awaiting her reaction.

Her heart hammers loud in her ears as the realization dawns upon her.

Kai whispers to her, never breaking her gaze, “I got it for her the day I realized I was in love with her. I remember because she told me-”

“Every minute of her life with you in it was one worth living,” she finished quietly.

“Yeah,” Kai whispered, his hands visibly trembling.

“Kai,” she begins, but is cut off.

“Just let me say it,” he begs quietly. “Because I haven’t before, and it’s been tearing me up from the inside out for too long I don’t know if it’ll ruin what we have, but all I know is I can’t live another second without you knowing how I feel. You drive me crazy, (Y/N), to the point where I can’t see someone without seeing your face, smell something without breathing in your perfume, hear something without listening to your laugh,” he rambles. “When other people ran from me, you stayed, and hell, you should’ve run as far from me as you could, yet here you are. I’ve felt dead, asleep, gone, for as long as I can remember, but you…you’ve made every minute worth living,” he said. He swallowed the lump in his throat, his eyes boring into her, “and I love you.”

She sat in awe, her lips slightly parted. “Do you remember where we were, when I told you that?” she asked.

Kai brushed his fingertips against hers with a nod, and suddenly they were in the middle of an empty park together, the cozy bed and scent of her dissipating into something new. In reality, they were back in her room, but everything around them, the scent of the pines, the green grass under their feet, felt real. And then it started to rain, rolling black clouds sending buckets of water upon them, soaking their skin and sending a misty haze over the park. Water droplets clung to the heretic’s skin, plastering brown locks to his forehead, sending goosebumps to his flesh, but the girl burned as bright as her yellow dress under that rain, each splash of water sending a jolt through her bloodstream. Kai closed his eyes, reciting his words like from the first time.

“I can make us cover,” he offered, a silver cloud appearing over their heads like a magical umbrella.

“No!” she insisted, reciting her own words. “I love it!”

“Why?” he laughed aloud, a happy rumble emitting from his throat as he wiped at his eyes.

“It’s weird,” she shrugs with a tilt of a head, “or you’d think it is.”

“Try me,” he beams, lighting up the shrouded darkness with that smile.

“The rain and darkness can seem scary, daunting, even. It’s not like sunshine, bright and inviting, something that warms your flesh and makes you smile as you take it in. People love sunshine, not like rain, they hide from rain, when really it poses no threat. I think when it rains, all that water flushes away everything bad from all the days before, and you’re left with a clean slate, a new start again,” she babbles, remembering each word perfectly, droplets catching in her eyelashes.

Kai inhales the dewy smell with a smirk, “you know what, you’re right.”

“I am?” she poses it like a question, just like she had the first time.

“Yeah,” he pulls a piece of her wet hair affectionately back behind her ear, trailing his thumb down her cheekbone.

“And why’s that?” her heart flutters.

“Because I know it isn’t fear or sadness I feel, never with you,” he shrugs. “So it can rain all it wants, but when the time passes and the sun comes up again, you’ll still be there, and that makes it worth living through.”

He takes in a shallow breath, and she smiles, the next words falling easily off her lips, “Well every minute of my life with you in it is worth living, Malachai Parker.”

A silence fell, only filled with pattering raindrops around them, the scene was over. The trees around them swayed with the wind that rolled over with the rain, the ground sparkling from the droplets that shone like tiny diamonds.

“That’s when I knew,” he breathed.

“Me too,” she says quietly.

Kai’s heart does flips in his chest, like he heard wrong, “w-what?”

“I love you, Kai,” she says, a weight lifting off of her, “so much.”

He gives a breathy laugh, lips splitting, blue eyes crinkling like he doesn’t believe her own words.

“There’s just one thing I regret from that day,” she says over the falling rain.

“What did you do?” he asks nervously.

“It’s what I didn’t do.”

And just like that, her lips go crashing against his own, and his arms are around her waist, hers around his neck, fingers in his soft hair, and nothing between them. A swirling downpour splashes over the two, but they are oblivious to the darkness around them as they are lost in each other’s lips, a newfound hunger rising in both of them. Kai nudges softly into her, and she nudges back harder, their mouths at war as all those unspoken words and lost moments go flooding back into that one kiss. The grey sky and cold rain that enveloped them gave no sign on warmth or brightness, but entangled in each other and feeling only the dance of their lips against the other, all their happiness would be enough to light the world and more.

Gabriel’s Hideout

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Title: Gabriel’s Hideout

Pairing: Gabriel x Reader

Word count: 1,075

Warnings: fluff

A/N: This was requested by @winniepoohffg! I hope you all enjoy this! Feedback is welcomed and appreciated! I love you all so much!

The night the angels fell from heaven, you were sitting on your couch.  When you looked out of the window, you slowly got up from the couch.  You padded up to the bay window and sat down on the ledge.  All you could do was watch the sky.  You had never seen anything like it, which was rare for a hunter.  Before you knew it, something collided with the ground in front of your house.  It stopped just before your window.

You rushed outside, knowing that this wasn’t normal.  These weren’t shooting stars, these were angels falling to the Earth.  You knew they were angels because there was an archangel on your doorstep.  You thought Gabriel was dead, but then again, he always did have a trick up his sleeve.  You did your best to drag him inside.  He was slightly battered, but you would expect nothing less, considering he fell from the sky.

Once you had him on the couch, you gathered some bandages and some gauze.  Ever since you started hunting with the Winchesters, you made sure to have a well stocked first aid kit.  As you cleaned his wounds, you removed his jacket to clean the small cuts on his arms.

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Scars - Carl x Reader

Well, this is longer than I intended…oops. When I pasted it in the indenting got messed up, sorry.

Request?: No
Summary: Carl struggles after he loses his eye and the reader makes him see (pun intended😉) that he is still the same person she and the others love.
Characters: Reader, Rick Grimes & Carl Grimes
POV: Third Person
Length: 2,230
Genre: Fluff
Warnings: Strong language, talk of sexual actions & mild violence.

The morning sky was ironically bright blue and inviting. The warm rays of the sun beating down on the wrinkled sheets from outside the window. Intertwined and fast asleep the residents looked blissfully at peace. Neither one showed a sign of distress on their face, but a thick layer of gauze on the boys head. As the birds outside the house sang out a sweet tune a man walked in the room. Gentling shaking the girl awake he gave a raspy whisper,
“It’s time to change the bandage. We don’t want his wound to get infected.” The girl nodded, sitting up and rubbing her hand down the ride of her face. Tears began to well in her eyes and she sighed, looking down at the boy, whispering,
“He wouldn’t even look at me.” The man put a hand on her shoulder,
“I know, but he’s strong. He will fight this. I know it.” The girl began to weep violently, but without a sound. Shaking her head side to side she looked up at the man,
“B-but h-h-he didn’t deserve thi-is. This isn’t th-the w-ay it’s supposed t-to be.” Her chest heaved another gut wrenching cry. The man sat beside her and once again comforted her,
“Y/N, he’s gonna be just fine, don’t worry. We just need to make things as easy as possible until he gets used to it.” His voice began to quaver and at that point he could barely hold back the tears, “Just give him a-all the l-ove he deserves.” The girl nodded and wiping her tears and the man stood up. “I’m going t-to find his f-favorite comics for when he wakes u-up.” Before the man closed the door to the room the girl spoke quietly,
“He deserves the whole world and all we have for him is a comic book and a missing eye.” Upon that the man felt a hot, wet tear drip down his face and a hard pang in his heart. He closed the door to the room and walked off to find his sons collection of comics, leaving the girl to wake up the broken boy.
Back in the room the girl gripped her wrist, holding it closed to her body, looking down at the rug with glazy eyes. She was so worried about the boy that she could hardly breathe. He was still lying still, the trauma of his pain keeping his body in a constant state of healing. He was laying on his side, facing the light coming through the window with his wisps of his hair all over his face and the pillow. The girl got up, walked around the bed and kneeled in front of his face. She smiled at the peaceful look of innocence and beauty his features held. Remembering all the fun times they had together. Days they’d sneak off into the woods and just hold each other, listening to the sweet soundtrack of the rustling trees. Laughing and singing with everyone, forgetting for one moment the kind of world they lived in. Staring up at the midnight sky and creating a story for each of their loved ones as a constellation. She felt tears well in her eyes once again and she reached up to cup his face, rubbing her thumb in a soothing circular motion on his cheekbone. Reaching up as more tears fell she kissed the tip of his nose lightly and then moved her lips down to his, encapturing them for just a second. Pulling away she grieved at the stillness of his lips against her own. The man walked back in the room holding a medical supply kit and thin comic book in hand. He saw the girl and gave her a hard look,
“Y/N. Y/N, it’s time to wake him up. He’s not gonna like it, but it’s what he needs.” The girl plastered a melancholy smile on her face and tapped the boy on the shoulder. She rubbed his back whispering,
“Wake up, we need to change your bandage. Please, it will get infected.” The girl continued to shake him and the man walked over to place the supplies on the table right of the bed. With a groan the boy opened his eye lazily.
“Hey.” The girl whispered with a sweet smile. The boy turned away with a hard look his face and quickly swung his legs up over the side of the bed. The man spoke clearly,
“Carl, it’s time to change–”
“I know.” He was cut off by his son whom was already storming into the bathroom with the supplies in hand. With a slam of the door the girl jumped and immediately ran over, but was stopped by the man,
“Look, just let him do it himself. He needs time, it’s only been a few days. We need to let him settle down.” The girl was taken aback by his defeated look. In all the time she knew this man he had never once looked this beat down and depressed.
“But, what if he needs help. What if he does it wrong and it gets infected.” She looked at him with a sickening face of fear and devastation. “We don’t have the supplies for that. Carl would die.” Seeing the terror in her eyes he reached out and grabbed her by the shoulders,
“It’s gonna be okay. He just doesn’t want anyone to see it so when he goes to sleep I’ll come in here and check it. He’s just too goddamn stubborn to ask for help and too stupid to realize that his father could never look at him like a monster. Everyday will get better though, he’ll come around.” He exhumed with a comforting twang in his southern accent. The girl relaxed a bit and she went over to make the bed.
“Why don’t you stay here until he gets out and call me when he does, okay? I’m going to go check on everyone at the wall. There is a herd up the road so they’re watching for stragglers.” The man said heading towards the door.
“Okay, I’ll tell him you wanted to see him.” She said.
“Please don’t. I don’t want to push him too much.” She nodded and gave him a sad smile,
“Bye, Rick.” The man left the room.
Impatient, the girl tipped-toed up to the door, cracking it open about an inch, just to see in. There he was, angrily gripping the countertop, glaring at himself like he was the most disgusting creature to ever walk the earth. He picked up the supply kit and chucked it into the wall, making the girl jump in surprise. He punched the wall and just when the girl thought he was going to put a hole in it he slumped into the wall and sobbed. At that, the girl couldn’t control herself and rushed in to comfort him, not bearing to see the boy she loved in such intense agony. He turned around to see her and covered his face,
“Get away, don’t look at me!” Distraught she stood her ground,
“Get the fuck out. Now, before you see my face.”
“Why? Carl, give me one good reason why I shouldn’t see my boyfriend.”
“Because I look like a fucking beast. I look like one of those fucking monsters out there.” He screamed, pointing outside. She gave him an angry look.
“You do not look like beast. You are the most han–” He quickly cut her off.
“Y/N, I’m fucking missing half of my fucking face. No one in their right mind wants to be with a guy who’s missing half of his fucking face and you know that. So you can cut this bull-shit right now and walk out that door right now because I don’t want your fucking pity. I don’t need you to sit around acting like you care, like you want to be around because I know you don’t. And you know what, it’s okay because you don’t deserve to have to look at me every day of your life. You deserve a boyfriend who can actually protect you, one who can fucking see out of his god-damn fucking face.” She could now feel tears streaming down her face and she reached out to turn him towards her and push his hands away from his face.
“Baby, stop. Stop talking like that. Please, you’re killing me–” He screamed,
“Then fucking get out!” She snapped,
“WOULD YOU JUST STOP! Stop talking about yourself that way, please. I love you. I don’t care if you have twenty eyes or one. I fell in love with the way you’re so protective over your sister, the way you’re always putting everyone else before yourself. I fell in love with your bravery and perseverance, your respectful nature. I fell in love with your sweet smile, your laugh when I do something stupid, the way my name rolls beautifully off your lips. I fell in love with the way you love your family and the sacrifices you have made for them. When we first met I fell in love with you. With the strong guy who loves his family unconditionally and is willing to do anything for them. Now if you can explain to me how losing your eye affects all of that I will gladly leave, but since you can’t I’m staying here. I know you think that this will make me hate you, but if anything it makes me love you more, because now I know how truly strong you are to have suffered through all of this. And I know you think you have to protect me, but I’m okay, we both are. We’re alive and I love you. I did before the accident, I do now and I always will, forever. I’m not going away that easy, I guess you could say I’m like a nasty scar. I will always be here, just like this one.” She pointed to his wound. The boy was shocked and once again slumped against the wall in defeat.
“You don’t mean that. I know–” He was interrupted by her as she walked over and kneeled between his two legs.
“Carl, I don’t know what to say anymore, except that I’m not giving up on us because of this. I love you too much to let you go. If not for you, for me. Please. Just let me love you.” She started to tear up again and upon seeing her so distraught he removed his hands from his face and put them on her own. With this she looked up at his face.

“Now you know why I didn’t want you to see. It’s hideous and it’s ruined me forever.” She stroked his cheek and placed a kiss just below the wound on his cheek.
“It’s beautiful, just like you. It’s a representation of who you are. Your strength, your intelligence, your sacrifice, your love. It’s part of you, so I love it. I love you.” Upon seeing the irrevocable, passionate love in her eyes, he finally believed her words.
“I love you, too. You mean so much to me. I-If you left me I wouldn’t be able to do it anymore. I wouldn’t be able to wake up in the morning and walk the earth without you. You are one of the only beautiful things about this world and I don’t know who I would be today without you. Y/N I’m the single luckiest guy alive to have met the most amazing, gorgeous girl on the planet. I’m so lucky to be in love with you.” She blinked tears out of her eyes and gave him a pure, loving smile. He laughed and returned it kissing her gently, trying to keep his open wound from touching anything.
“You know. You will always be the hottest guy I know. You might even be sexier now. She said biting her lip. He smirked,
“And why is that?”
“Because I read that when people lose their vision their nervous system becomes more sensitive. So, that means more touching to find things and explore new surroundings.” She looked at him up through her long eyelashes,
“And I have a few places I’d like you to touch.” He chuckled.
“Is that so?” She licked her bottom lip,
“Mmhmm.” He smirked again,
“Well, why don’t we do some exploring right now?” The two stood up, kissing feverishly they started towards the door, when he remembered that he still hadn’t put on the new bandage.
“Wait. I need a new bandage.” She pulled away from and reached down by his feet to pick up the medical supply kit that had ricocheted off the wall. As she brushed up against him he made a groaning sound.
“Let’s just make this fast because you rubbing up against me isn’t my favorite thing without follow up.” She giggled and reached up to kiss him one more time before cleaning the wound and wrapping the bandage around his head.
“I love you.”
“I love you, too. Forever and always.” The girl giggled,
“You are so cheesy.”
“So are you, Y/N.” He responded. The girl gave him a bright smile,
“I guess we both are.” They clutched each other, enjoying the loving embrace until the girl pulled back,
“Oh yeah, your dad brought you ‘Super Man vs. The Amazing Spider Man if you want to read it.” He chuckled,
“Nah, I’ve read it thousands of times. I rather be with you.“

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Kai Parker x Reader
word count 
: 4 809
summary : continues the story from part I part II 
* gif by me

Y/N got out of the car and semi ran towards the front door. Her hands shakily held the keys and she almost dropped them on the ground before finally managing to unlock the door and get inside. For a moment she stood frozen at the door, looking at the emptyness and darkness around her, then shakily she took a step inside. Silence was all around her, even though on the inside she wanted to scream. The door closed with a muffled thud as she rested her back against it and slipped down towards the floor, bringing up her knees to her chest. Tears streamed down her cheeks while her mind played on repeat the events from earlier that same evening. So much had happened and most of it felt like it wasn’t real, like  it was a really really horrible nightmare from which she kept praying to wake up. Only nothing happened because it was real. Her eyes opened and closed but she was still there, alone. Her dress was still covered in blood, his blood and the memory of seeing one of her friends killing the man she loved was right there in the back of her eyelids every time she closed them. Her scream still echoed in her head and the fact she hadn’t been able to do anything to stop this from happening.
   “Smile.“ said a male voice from right next to her. “I can’t stand seeing you like this. I get this feeling that it’s my fault and I hate being the one causing you pain. God, feelings are hard.”
   “What ?“ she asked confused while someone’s arms wrapped around her, pulling her into a hug.
   “You didn’t think I’d leave you alone did you ?” he kissed her forehead softly. “Never. I will always be here with you. Always.”
   “Kai ?“ she asked, looking up at him seeing him smile at her. “Y-You are dead.”
   “Yeah, I guess I am.“ he laughed under his breath. “Doesn’t mean I am not here or that this isn’t real. Doesn’t mean you won’t have a part of me with you at all times.”
   “Is this a dream?“
   “You tell me.” he said softly, brushing his palm against her cheek before leaning in to kiss her and a blink of an eye later he had vanished.
A sigh left her lips and she wiped away a tear from her cheek. Y/N wasn’t sure why she was crying. Not exactly. Maybe it was the memory that had flashed in her mind, or maybe it was because of the small stick with two red lines she was holding in her hands.

   “I wish you were here –“ she mumbled.
   “What ?” asked Kai confused, gently brushing his thumb against her cheek, his lips curling into a small smile. For a moment he almost forgot her memories were gone. Almost. “You still talk in your sleep. So absolutely adorable.”
Y/N snuggled closer to him and  he carefully pulled the blanket up covering her shoulders, unable to look away. He wondered what she was dreaming about and fought the urge to sneak into her dream. He didn’t want to risk the second chance he got with her in any way. A quiet sigh left his lips and then he saw it – a tear rolling down her cheek.

As the first sun rays started to seep through the windows, Y/N started to wake up and to her surprise a cup with coffee was already waiting for her on the coffee table. Kai however was nowhere to be seen. Sleepily she made her way upstairs to her son’s bedroom and wake him up, only his room was empty. Instantly she started to freak out when barely a few seconds later she heard laughter coming from her bedroom. Almost running there, semi-spilling her coffee on her way, she opened door and took a peek inside. There they were – her boys, Kai and Peter, semi-cuddling on the bed while he tickled the young boy making him laugh. Both of them looked up at her and she sighed in relief.
   “Hi.“ grinned Kai, while Peter jumped up to give his mom a hug and Kai followed shortly after. “Sorry, I um – I couldn’t bring myself to wake you up when I heard he was awake upstairs. Y-you are not mad are you ?”
   “Happy birthday, trouble.“ she kissed the young boy’s forehead before ruffling his hair. “No, not mad just … had a small heart attack. That’s all.”
Peter laughed and ran off, leaving his parents alone. For a long moment neither of them said a thing, they just gazed into each other’s eyes and then Kai took another step towards her, one hand in his pocket while with the other he scratched his forehead.
   “He really is something.“ he smiled. “So charming, and fun to be around. He is umm.. he is absolutely perfect. You know, he um… he said you’ve talked about his father, I mean me. Saying that having him in your life is like having a part of me back.”
Y/N took a sip from her coffee realising it was just like she likes it – right sweetness, right spices. “I am sure I have because there is no way I haven’t. Do you um want to stay for breakfast ?”
   “Yeah, sure. But after I have a couple of things to do, including getting him four years worth of birthday presents.“ laughed Kai nervously as they headed downstairs. “Hey um, what were you dreaming about last night ? You talked in your sleep.”
   “I did ?“ she asked half-scared half-curious just like every time someone mentioned they had heard her talk in her sleep. Y/N was always terrified she might’ve spilled a secret or said something emberrasing or offensive. “Wh-what did I say ?”
   “’I wish you were here’.“ he stopped at the end of the stairs, bracing himself against the stair railing. “You don’t remember what you dreamt about, do you ?”
   “No. It’s like whatever it was, my memory filters it through that white noise on old TV’s.“ she thought out loud, trying to remember her dream in full but the only thing she could fully recall was the feeling – this sad yet somehow happy feeling. Peter ran right past them laughing, playing with his favourite blue car toy while Kai got to work. "No, no wait –”
   “What ?“ he asked confused, almost dropping the pan he was holding. "Y-you remembered something ?”
   “No, I just – you can’t make breakfast.“
   “Sure I can. Hey, buddy ? What do you want? Waffles ? Pancakes ? Scrambled eggs ? Cupcakes ?” suggested Kai. “It’s your birthday –”
   “Pancakes !!“ exclaimed Peter.
   “He is the pancake monster.” stated Y/N watching her son make a monster face. “See ?”
Kai laughed, tapping his son’s nose. “If it’s pancakes you want, pancakes you shall get.”

*            *           *

   “Fantastic news.“ said Caroline, opening the front door and walking into the living room/kitchen. "Cade is – what is he doing here ?”
Y/N left the orange juice on the table and glanced at her friend who had balloons, a wrapped box with a bow and a pink paper box with either donuts or cupcakes in her hands. Caroline’s eyes widened in shock seeing Kai with an apron by the stove while a very excited looking Peter ran around him laughing and making funny faces.
   “Oh hey, Clarisse.“ said Kai, waving at her while flipping the dinosaur shaped pancakes in a plate before leaving it on the table and lifting up Peter to sit on one of the chairs. "So, you guys really pulled it off huh? Come here and I’ll totally give you a high five.”
Caroline stared at him and pulled Y/N aside. “Why is he here ?”
   “He is Peter’s father.“
   “Wait. You remember ?”
   “Not exactly.“ said Kai, joining them. Caroline stared at him suspiciously. "I told her who I am and –”
   “– the truth or half of the truth?“
   “He told me enough. Look, Kai has every right to be here. Specially today of all days.” said Y/N, glancing at Peter who was about to pour the entire bottle with maple syrup on the pancakes. “I’ll be right back.”
Kai followed her gaze and laughed under his breath.  “Awwh Peter loves maple syrup as much as you do.“
   “Shut up.” laughed Y/N, grabbing the bottle from her son’s hands. "I’ll take that.”
   “You can’t be here !“ said Caroline in a hushed voice. “What the Hell are you thinking being here?”
   “Where else would I be but with my family?“ asked Kai, leaning in towards Caroline who took a step back. "Also be happy I was here other ways you would’ve found Y/N dead. Or worse – Peter would’ve.”
   “Wait, back up. What are you talking about?“ she folded her hands on her chest.
   “Seline. I think she is still mind controlling her somehow because in the middle of the night Y/N decided it would be a nice time to stab herself with that knife over there. Don’t tell me you can’t smell the blood.”
Caroline turned her head sideways for a moment, her vampirism showing, and glanced at him. “Well. Thank you.”
   “Yeah. I need you do to something for me.“ started the heretic. "Don’t panic. I just need you to watch her and keep her from doing anything… dangerous while I go … talk to Seline. There is nothing medically wrong with Y/N’s memory. Its magic and with Cade gone maybe I can get Seline to undo what she did –”
   “You mean torture her until she does?“ stated Caroline.
   “Got any better ideas?” he asked trying hard not to raise his voice. “We can’t keep Y/N under 24 hour surveillance for the rest of her life!”
Caroline stared at him, then glanced at Y/N and Peter currently smiling over the chocolate cupcakes she had brought – Peter’s favourite, and then finally turned towards Kai again.  “Do what you gotta do.“
   “Thank you.” he said, walking over to his family. He ruffled the boy’s hair and leaned in towards Y/N. “Hey so, I’m going out for a bit to um – Will you be okay here with Peter and Clarisse?”
   “Who?“ she asked confused. "Ohh, yeah. W-where are you going?”
Kai glanced at Peter then at Caroline.
   “Gift shopping.” he stroked her hair and snatched a chocolate cupcake from the box before heading towards the door.
Y/N watched him go towards the door, wondering why she feels this pit in her stomach. Like if something happens to him, there won’t be no way for her to recover. Ever. How it was possible to feel like this when you don’t have any memories of the person? When you can’t remember the slightest thing about your shared history even though there is a living breathing proof of it –
   “Hey, Kai?“ she called out and ran towards him, catching him at the door. Her arms wrapped around him tightly and a moment later his arms did the same. "Promise me you will come back.”
   “I promise. I’ll be back before it’s time for cake.” he smiled at her, gently kissing her forehead. “Don’t worry. What can happen to me ? I am an all powerful heretic now.”
Y/N’s lips curled into a smile and she leaned against the door watching him disappear in a split second.
   “You have lost your mind, not just your memory.“ said her friend from behind her. "Did he tell you how he –”
   “–murdered his siblings after his entire family denied him basic things a kid wants because he was born different? How he made a mistake letting his emotions get in the way and paid for it for 18 years?“ asked Y/N in a hushed voice so Peter doesn’t hear. "Yes. He told me right after saving my life.”
   “Did he tell you it’s his fault this happened to you in the first place?“
   “It’s not his fault. It’s Seline’s.”
   “Yeah but if you hadn’t gone to see him –“
   “I never would’ve even been at the Armoury if one of you had called to tell me he was back. I had the right to know.”
   “Are you saying this is our fault?!“
   “No, it’s no one’s fault, Caroline. That’s the point. It just our crazy messed up supernatural lives.” she sighed, wiping Peter’s chin which was dripping maple syrup. “It’s hard, okay. I know, I have no memories but you should’ve seen him last night. He looked as if his life had been just about to end. As if I die, he’d die. I know he has done awful things but, Care, so have I. So have you and Damon and all our friends. I – I don’t know if ever I will feel the same way I’ve felt for him for four years, apparently, but –”
   “You want to give him a chance.“
   “I do. I’ve given him a chance before.” smiled Y/N. “There must’ve been a reason. Plus, I owe it to Peter. He deserves to get to know his father.” she finished in a hushed voice.

Kai whooshed himself to the nearest entrance to the underground tunnels leading to the Armoury and slipped in them. For a while he walked in human speed, kicking a rock here and there while he tried to calm down his thoughts. He hoped his suspicions would be wrong, that this had been a one time thing but he knew better. Seline hadn’t been able to take her away from him and now not only she had stolen her memories but made sure Kai will lose her.
As he stepped into the Armoury, he walked past Doryam who was reading a bunch of books on one of the tables with the pitchfork right before him. Alaric’s intern glanced at the clock and rang the pitchfork. Somewhere from bellow Kai could hear the siren’s reaction and a devilish smile showed on his face as he made his way to the holding cells.
   “Kai…“ said Seline, looking up from the cards on her bed. "Thought you might come by. How was your night ? Eventful ?”
Kai flicked his wrist ringing the pitchfork with magic and the siren squinted her eyes, groaning in pain.
   “God, I just love that sound.“ he smiled innocently. "Ahh … people in pain. I had forgotten what that sounds like.” he tapped his finger on the large glass, not taking his eyes off the siren. “Cade’s dead.”
   “Oh is he ?“ said the siren a little amused.
   “Yeah, he is. Which means I don’t have to do what he says and neither do you.”
   “Awwh…“ said Seline, getting up. "And you are hoping that you can somehow appeal to my ‘humanity’ and get me to undo what I did? That I’ll sing a few notes and fix your girl? I assure you, I have no humanity left. All of it got stripped away centuries ago.”
   “Tell me what you did to her and how to fix it.“
   “No.” said the siren, folding her hands on her chest. “You can’t undo it. She will keep trying and trying no matter how many times you save her until it gets done. And then she is going to get dragged to Hell, because –” paused the siren, leaning in towards the glass. “– a few years ago, she killed someone. That’s kind of a deal breaker.”
Kai clenched his jaw. No one had told him anything about this , but he was sure what had happened had been an accident because the girl he knew wouldn’t hurt a fly.
   “You know what it’s like there.“ smirked the siren. "You are on fire all the time and every bad thing you have done in your life, however small and insignificant, comes to haunt you. Cade being gone doesn’t change the way his psychic dimension works. You want to save her ? Leave. It’s the only way to get her to stop.”
   “I can’t leave her.“ he said more to himself than to the siren. "I can’t leave Peter –”
It was a selfish thing to say, he knew that, but there was the possibility Seline was lying. That him leaving would change nothing and Peter would end up an orphan and he couldn’t let this happen. He knew there was a way to reverse it, and if she didn’t plan on telling him he will have to torture it out of her.
A devilish smirk flashed in his eyes and he flick of his wrist, the pitchfork rang again and the siren screamed in pain.
   "For the record, I was willing to strike a deal. To let you out of this place if you told me how to undo it. But –“ he laughed, his blood boiling and fire burning in his eyes. ”– now you have upset me in a way I never knew existed. I may not be able to kill you, yet, but I am sure going to enjoy this.“
Kai smirked and flicked his wrist, snapping her neck. Seline dropped to the ground only to get up a few seconds later with a smirk on her face. He used his magic to repeatedly inflict her pain – causing her to bleed, breaking a couple of her bones but no matter what he tried, the siren didn’t cave in and still refused to tell him what he wanted to know.
   “Do you really think she will except you and let you raise Peter with her ?” coughed the siren after for perhaps the 5th time he had pulled the air out of her lungs with magic. “Sure, she seems open to the opportunity now but how long before she realises you are not exactly a role model? How long before she gets scared having you around might turn this sweet innocent little boy into a monster, same as his father ? How long before you screw up and come home covered in blood scaring your son –”
   “I’d never do that.“ he said, trying to pull at the siren’s heart with magic when suddenly he stumbled backwards, rubbing his forehead and his mind got pulled away.  
Kai walked through the front door, rubbing his forehead with his blood covered hands. He took a few steps inside the house into the darkness when he heard footsteps. Turning around he saw Peter standing on the stairs with his favourite toy going down the railing, his eyes wide in shock and quickly filling with tears and fear. The young boy screamed. Y/N ran towards him, freezing on the spot for a few long moments and then ran towards their son, pushing Kai’s hands away. She pulled Peter into her arms trying to calm him down –
   “S-stay out of my h-head.”
Kai snapped his fingers and the siren’s neck snapped breaking the link long enough for him to recover and get an idea. If he couldn’t torture it out of her, maybe he could find a way to slip inside her mind and find what he needs to end this nightmare the siren had turned Y/N and his life into. Kai’s cold laugh echoed in the Armoury and he flicked his wrist ringing the pitchfork again.
   “You have a thing for worst scenarios, huh.“ he said amused. "Let me tell you something. Whatever scenario you can come up with – I’ve already ran in my head. I’ve endured so much pain in my life you would not believe. You would not believe how much pain I’ve inflicted in return either, and I’ve never been more motivated to do so. Either you tell me what I want to know or you will enter a world of hurt even Cade couldn’t create. Choice is yours. Either way, I always win.”
   “Not this time.“ smirked the siren, sitting back on her bed. "Have fun saving her tonight and the night after that and the night after that because she is not going to stop. A run in with a knife didn’t work. Who knows, maybe she will get more creative next time.”

During the following two weeks Kai spent every night by Y/N’s side watching over her as a guardian angel while she slept, keeping her safe whenever the mind control kicked in. There were a couple really close ones and the siren had been right – Y/N got more creative. After the 8th time he had saved her, the most unexpected thing happened and instead of letting him go sit on the comfy chair near by the bed, she pulled him onto the bed with her. It seemed the longer they spent together the more she warmed up to him and some times he’d see those flashes in her eyes as if for a moment she remembered something – a feeling, an image. Sometimes while she was sleeping she’d say something which somehow seemed indirectly directed to him which made him wonder what exactly was going on inside her head while she dreamed. But he couldn’t bring himself to aswhilr permission to enter her dreams, afraid that would ruin what little they had rebuild together.
Kai spent his days either with Peter or at the Armoury with Seline using every chance to find out how exactly to weaken the siren enough for him to sneak into her mind. Ringing the pitchfork disrupted her powers and couldn’t do what he needed but could definitely help. As the days went by he started devising a plan and at the beginning of the third week he already had it laid out in his mind. Only for his plan to work, he’d need the help of his least favourite Salvatore brother, a very reluctant witch and pretty much everyone else in the Mystic Falls gang. Luckily for all of them – Cade was gone and they had found a way to get rid of Katherine and Sybil. But not before Kai had gotten to the siren and had successfully found out how to sneak into Seline’s mind.
   “You want us to what??!!“ exclaimed Damon. "Have you lost your mind?!”
   “It’s the only way.“
   “No. No, no, no. Did I mention?” laughed the vampire for a second. “No!”
Kai sighed, glancing at his shoes before catching a glimpse of a picture of Damon and Elena near by the fire place.  "I’ll wake up Elena.“
   “Oh sure.” stated Bonnie. “Cuz we haven’t heard that one before.”
   “Before the life of the person I – well, one of the people I love the most, wasn’t hanging in the balance.“ said Kai, taking a step towards Damon. "Bonnie will put a spell on the Armoury sealing us in with the siren so she can’t get out. Stephon will be safely tucked away with the pitchfork on the upper floor ringing it every 10 minutes –”
   “No. It’s too dangerous.“ protested Damon. "He is human! Vampire blood won’t heal him if something happens to him.”
   “Nothing will happen –“ said Kai raising his voice. "Imagine it was Elena. Damon, Seline mind controlled Y/N to kill herself. Do you have any idea how many nights I’ve saved her and how many of those were really close ones ? Y/N is your friend. Isn’t helping your friends like your motto or something ?”
   “We don’t have a motto.“ said Caroline.
   “Why should we trust you ?” pointed out Bonnie.  "You have crossed us before.“
   “Yes. I have.” stated Kai. “I also crossed Katherine not once but twice – warning you about her plan about trying to blow Mystic Falls right off the map and then tricking her into the tunnels where by the way we got rid of Sybil as well, after I crossed her too. Do you have any idea how hard it is to cross a psychic?! Only reason Sybil agreed to tell me how to sneak into Seline’s mind was because she hates her adoptive weird cannibal sister as much as you all apparently hate me.”
   “Ahh, you are right. We do hate you –“
   “Not the point, Bon Bon.” said Kai, wiping his face. “Point is – I’ve helped you get rid of two of your largest problems. Quite permanently, if I might add. I promise to get Elena back too, for real this time. I do. I just – I can’t watch Y/N like this anymore. The other day when I came home she was curled up in a ball on the couch, crying because of how awful she feels everyone has to take a break from their own life and and ‘babysit’ her as if she were a child. You can’t even imagine how scared she is to go to sleep every night not knowing if she’d wake up and see Peter ever again.”
   “We love her, that’s why we do what we do.“ stated Caroline.
   “Yeah. I know.” pointed out Kai. “Why do you think I am doing what I am doing?! I love her ! I love her more than I have ever loved anyone in my life. Please ? If not for me me at least do it for Peter. He can’t lose his mother.”
Kai glanced at everyone sitting in the Salvatore’s living room looking for support. A second or an hour passed, he wasn’t sure, before Caroline broke the silence.
   “Whats the plan?“
   “Caroline !”
   “I hate to say it —“
   “Don’t say what you think you are going to say.” groaned Damon.
   “– we have to help him.“ said Caroline. "I remember what I went through when… when my mom died. We can’t let that happen to Peter. But Stefan stays out of your insane plan. I’ll go in his place and ring the pitchfork. I can listen in on whats happening all around the Armoury and –”
   “Care –“ started Stefan but almost immediately gave up knowing there was no arguing with his wife. Damon glanced between everyone in the room, gulping his bourbon at once, before finally looking at Kai, who looked more hopeful than ever, and sighed.
   “Fine, when do we do this?”
   “Tomorrow.“ said Kai.

That night Kai spent by Y/N’s side without taking his eyes away from her for a second. Almost until sunrise nothing happened and he started to think maybe by some miracle that night nothing will happen. Then without any warning signs Y/N pushed her blanket off her, got up from the bed and headed towards the stairs topping right over the railing. Instinctively Kai ran catching her right on time before she had smacked herself onto the floor.
   “Hi.” he grinned at her. “Nice of you to drop by.”
Y/N looked around, not remembering how she had ended up out of bed and in his hands. “That’s not funny.”
   “I know.“ he sighed. Y/N hooked her hands around his neck, both of them gazing into the other’s eyes. It was as if sparks of electricity floated between them and he felt the desire to kiss her stronger than ever. Slowly he leaned in, noticing how her eyes kept darting between his eyes and his lips but stopped himself. Kai cleared his throat. "Oh-kay. Let’s get you back to bed.”
   “What are we going to do ?“ she asked just as Kai walked into her bedroom. "This can’t keep happening –”
   “It won’t.“ he let her down on the bed. "I have a plan.”
   "What plan?“
   “Don’t worry about it, cupcake.” he gently brushed his palm against her cheek, kissing her forehead before sitting on the bed next to her. “I’ll take care of it. I promise. This nightmare ends today, one way or another.”
   “If something happens to you, I –“ she started, gazing into his smoky blue eyes.
During the past few weeks Kai had become her knight in shining armour saving her countless times. He was so caring towards her and Peter, something inside her stirred and every minute they spent together it kept stirring. But there was something else too – the past few nights her dreams were becoming clearer and clearer, giving her flashes of memories they had shared together. At least that’s what she thought those images were, as if the longer they were together the more whatever Seline had done to her was going away. Only it was such a slow process, at this rate, she’d succeed in her night activities before the memories returned.
Kai tilted his head slightly looking at her with curious eyes. "You what ?”
   “N-nothing.“ she smiled shyly, moving closer to Kai. He wrapped his arms around her and both of them laid on the bed, snuggling together. Y/N placed her head over his heart listening to his heartbeat while lightly playing with his shirt. "I’ll never survive losing you.” she said quietly.
NOTE : I don’t know how this happened, but at the moment this is the only story that flows easily while I write. I intended on ending it in this chapter, but somehow I got myself into writing another one (which will quite possibly be the last one). I hope you enjoy reading this story, because it became dear to me in a way I can’t even explain. 

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Request: You always have your bedroom window open for Kai, but when you get into a fight one day, you close it and Kai realizes how badly he messed up

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You have always lived close to Kai Parker. You were neighbours from the beginning, but you were ignoring him because of what your parents told you about him. In their eyes he was a terrible human being, a murderer and a complete sociopath, someone who didn’t deserve a good life or a person who would love him no matter what. Sometimes, you spent almost every day watching him through your bedroom’s window, sitting alone on the grass, his back leaned on the biggest tree in his garden, a big treetop hiding him from the bright and hot sun from shining down at him, but somehow a few sunshine rays have always managed to shine through the branches and lit up his face in such a beautiful way, making your heart skip a beat from how beautiful he looked. At that moment, you forgot about everything you were doing and focused on him, the way his eyes focused on one spot in the distance before turning back to the book in his lap, his fingers following the line he was reading.

‘Hello, neighbour!’ A familiar voice traveled towards you, your eyes following it as you lifted your head up and made eye contact with your neighbour and your boyfriend, Malachai Parker. Your heart started beating faster, his eyes still making your heart skip a beat, even though you have been dating him for a while. You have learned to understand why he did all those things in the past and you loved him for who he was, no matter what people said about him. You were sitting on the floor of your room, a notebook laying casually on your lap, your fingers playing with a pen, tapping it against your thigh.

'Hi.’ You muttered and smiled, Kai’s legs quietly coming through the opened window, his feet planting on the carpet in your room, the rest of his body following. He let out a deep sigh and looked down at you, your eyes still glued to his blue ones. He chuckled and crouched down to grab your hand as he lifted you up, making you stand on your feet, before he pulled you into his arms, wrapping his one arm around your body while the other one snaked behind you, placing it gently on the back of your head as he finally locked his lips with yours. The kiss was filled with lust, love and passion, feeling as if you haven’t seen each other in a while. His lips moved perfectly with yours, shivers rolling down your spine and nervousness finding its way into your body. Every kiss you and Kai shared still felt just as special as the first one, sending shivers down your spine and bringing up a smile every time he looked at you in the eyes. He pulled away, but refused to let you go, his forehead pressing on yours as his eyes remained closed.

'I missed you.’ He whispered making you chuckle quietly, his thb caressing your cheek softly.

'We saw each other just a few hours ago.’ He finally opened his eyes and locked them with yours, his lips curling up into a big smile.

'You know I can’t spend my days without you. I have to be close to you, especially when you’re writing something in that notebook of yours that you never let me see. I always find it so mesmerizing, but why can’t I read it?’ He asked gently, his hands drawing small circles on your back, your muscles relaxing at the feeling of his hands caressing you softly. You chuckled and brushed the tip of your nose on his bottom lip, making them part slightly.

'It’s personal, something I like to keep to myself.’

'Have you ever-’

'Written something about you? Yes, I did. A lot of times. Writing about you is my favourite thing to do, describing you, the way your lips curve when you smile or that little small dimple of yours next to your lips.’ You whispered and traced your fingers over every part on his face you just mentioned, admiring his beautiful featires and taking in every single detail.

'Then why won’t you let me read it?’ He asked, slowly pushing your hair with his hand, letting it fall casually down your back, exposing your neck.

'Because it’s like my diary. I have never let anyone read my diary, ever. It’s something I love doing when I’m alone in my room, watching the stars through the window and listening to that light breeze that sometimes echoes through my window.’ you trailed off as his lips slowly pressed on your neck, kissing it slowly, making you throw your head back a little bit, allowing him to get better access to your sensitive skin. 

 'If you feel lonely, you can always invite me over, I would be happy to keep you company.’ He breathed out, his hot breath tickling the skin on your neck. You chuckled and looked him deeply into his eyes before your gaze dropped down to his lips, watching how they parted and how beautiful they looked. You leaned in and pecked his bottom lip only, your thumb brushing it slightly right after you pulled away.

 'You know I would love to… but we can’t. Not here.’ You muttered and somehow got out of his grip, your back turned to his side. After only a few seconds, you felt his hands touching your waist, his fingers slightly digging into your skin.

 'You know that’s not what I meant. I would be fine with just watching you sleep. You in my arms, my fingers caressing your back, just like we used to do it, remember?’ He whispered in your ear, his lips brushing against your earlobe. You turned around, your noses brushing against one another because of close you were to each other.

 'We still do that, Kai. Almost every single day, whenever we have a chance.' 

 'Or whenever you’re free to leave this house.' 

 'I can leave whenever I want. I can even move in with you. Today.’ You said, catching Kai by surprise. He looked lost and a bit scared, clearly unsure of what to do or say, he was just quiet, his lips parting every few seconds, looking for words to come out of his mouth, but unsuccesfully. Your lips curved up into a smile, a quiet giggle escaping your lips. 'I’m joking. You don’t have to worry about that, we talked about it before.' 

 'You sure know how to scare the sh-’ you placed your finger on his lips and made a 'shh’ sound, his brows furrowing in confussion. You caught his hand gently and led him towards your bed as you got under the covers. Kai followed you and laid beside you, his arms wrapped around your body while your head rested against his chest, listening to his calm heartbeat. You let out a deep sigh, Kai’s body heat that was radiating out of his body suddenly making you feel very sleepy and tired. 

 'How long can I stay here?’ Kai asked quietly, but had to wait a few minutes for you to answer him.

 'Please don’t talk.’ A quiet chuckle escaped Kai’s body, his lips softly pressing on the top of your head, giving you a kiss that brought up one of his favourite things about you. Your smile. 'Just stay here, with me. Ok?' 

 'Ok.’ His arms pulled you a bit closer to him as you felt safe again in his strong arms. 

 As months passed and your love for Kai only grew stronger, you came to notice how you found it very hard to stay away from each other. There were days when you came home and not even a half an hour later, Kai was already in your room, keeping you company as his arms were so perfectly wrapped around your body once again. The thing that has become your thing through all these months was Kai coming to your house through your bedroom window. You couldn’t remember when was the last time you closed it. Probably months have already passed since your bedroom window was closed. There was simply no need to do it or to be afraid of something because Kai has always been there for you and was ready to jump in and help you whenever he thought it was needed. 

 Your gaze traveled around the room as if you were looking for something, but had no idea what. Instead of finding what you have been seeking for, your eyes landed on Malachai Parker, coming through your window once again, his arms wrapping around your body as every time he visited you. His scent invaded your nostrils, affecting you and making your knees weaker than before. It was a mix of his own scent and a shower gel, that mix a little bit intoxicating. He cupped your face and kissed you deeply, looking a bit worried about something. 

 'Is everything ok?’ You asked him softly, your fingers gently brushing through his already messy hair.

 'Yeah, it’s- I’m fine.’ He smiled shortly at you and took a few steps away from you, looking through the window at all the tars that adorned the sky that night.

 'I’ll be right back.' 

 You walked out of the room and ran fast into the kitchen, picking up as many chocolate bars as possible, along with some water from the fridge, barely stopping everything from falling down on the floor as your hands were completely full. You opened your bedroom door with your foot, a few chocolate bars dropping down on the floor, making you chuckle.

 'I got as many of these as I could and- What the hell do you think you’re doing?’ You said loudly, dropping everything else you had in your hands down on the floor, not caring if it will stain the carpet somehow or not. You took a few large steps towards Kai and yanked your notebook out of his hands, throwing it on your bed, far from his curious eyes.

 'I was just-’

 'You just what? Decided to invade my privacy? Just like that, huh? You just decided it was a good idea to go through my stuff while I’m not here, when I’m doing what I think it might cheer you up since I know how much you like chocolate?’ You blurted out angrily, your brows furrowing in confussion and anger, your heart beating a lot fast than it has before.

 'Clearly you haven’t told me everything. All the stuff you think about dating me.’ He trailed off and walked towards your bed, picking up your notebook and opening it on the page he had perfectly memorized. 'How about this one: I wonder if Kai has ever wondered what would have happened if he didn’t kill his own family. It sometimes scare me, sometimes I’m afraid, but I guess he would never hurt me.' He stopped talking, closing the note book and throwing it onto the bed again. 

 'You had no right to read that. You had no-’

 'I’m glad I did because at least now I know how you feel about me.’

 You have no right to judge me!’ You yelled, your voice cracking at the end, tears fighting to escape your eyes as a lump appeared in your throat, stopping your from talking without wanting to cry. 'That was at the beginning. I know you would never hurt me, I’m not stupid!’

 'I would rather hurt myself than hurt you.’ He muttered, your heart aching at his words. You hated the thought of him huring himself in who knows what way. It was breaking your heart and you didn’t know what to do, how to fix all of this.

 'Did you read any of the good stuff in there too? Or about my problems in the past. That was something I wanted to tell you in person, not give you a random notebook for you to read it from, just like you wanted to tell me your story, you told me not to listen what other people have to say and that I should hear it from you!’ He couldn’t even look at you in the eyes. He looked like a lost child, a child that needed a hug and someone to tell him that everything would be alright. He kept playing with his fingers, obviously fighting his tears and from snapping completely.

 'I’m sorry, I should- I shouldn’t have done that, I’m-’

 'Yes, you shouldn’t have.’ He stepped a bit closer, obviously wanting to wrap his arms around you, but you lifted up your finger, motioning him to stay in place and to not touch you in any way possible. You stood next to the window and Kai immediately knew what that meant. You wanted him to leaved and that was just an icing on the cake for the whole situation. He blinked away his tears and nodded, understanding what he had to do. He climbed on the window and jumped from it, taking some time before he looked at you, his heart breaking when you closed the window that has been opened for so many months, opened for him only as Kai realized how badly he messed up this time. You dropped down on the floor underneath that window and let your tears fall down, burrying your head in your hands, thinking how maybe you overreacted and how maybe you were to harsh on him, but your thought about how he had no right to do such a thing replaced that weak thought, making another tear roll down your cheeks and fall down on Kai’s shirt you loved to wear so much that the colour was starting to fade, but you didn’t care. It was as if you had Kai by your side at that moment, the shirt still having his scent on, calming you down a little bit, but nothing could calm you down like Kai’s strong arms around you, not letting you go until you stopped crying and started smiling. 

 You looked up and through the window as you made a wish upon a star. A wish for Kai to come through that window like he always did and kiss you like you always liked, with his arms around your waist and a soft I love you whispered in your ear.



Part Seven

gif cred - jake-riley


Golden rays of sunshine shot down through the curtains, setting early morning flares against the two bare bodies who lay snuggled together in the sheets. When she blinked her bleary eyes open, the first thing she saw was a set of dazzling blue eyes crinkling happily down at her. Kai lay propped on the pillow, already awake, and staring at her as if she was the most beautiful thing in the world.

“Mmm,” she sighed in contempt, rubbing at her eyes and sitting up, bunching the blanket around her body as she did so.

“Hey gorgeous,” Kai beamed, bringing her head atop his bare chest, where she nuzzled into his warm flesh and closed her eyes.

“Malachai,” she purred softly, “we have a busy day ahead, and you’re not making getting up any easier.”

He trailed his slender fingers through her hair, a rumble emitting from his throat as he laughed, “I know, so just let us have this one moment, please?”

“Fine,” she giggled, kissing Kai’s chest with a big grin.

The simplest of movements like that was still enough to drive Kai crazy, his heart thumping in his chest as he wrapped his arms around her, giving her a squeeze. He moved his hand down her bare back, tracing light patterns against her skin, still quite unfamiliar territory to him. When his hand went a bit too low, he blushed furiously and pulled away at once.

“S-sorry,” he stammered.

She blinked up at the heretic, brows furrowing as she pulled herself up from the sheets and positioned herself beside Kai.

“Hey,” she nudged him when he looked away. “It’s me, you don’t have to apologize.”

“I’m sorry,” he said again. “It’s just- you make me really nervous still,” he paused, chewing at his lip, “and you’re like, insanely beautiful, and I don’t want to make you uncomfortable or hurt you-” he babbled.

She silenced him with her lips, molding them softly against Kai’s before he could finish. Her fingers tilted his chin lightly up into her mouth, getting a quick taste before withdrawing with a sigh.

“I told you, you don’t have to restrain yourself anymore. Not with me.”

“Thanks,” Kai’s lips twitched faintly.

“For what?” she chuckled.

“Well, everything…but also last night,” he smiled nervously, “it was really nice. You were really nice.”

The girl brought her forehead against Kai’s, nose smushing softly against his as she bent quickly down to peck his lips. “And after today is over, we’ll have all the time in the world for us.”

“Yeah?” he breathed.


She pulled herself out of the bed, sheets dropping as she ducked behind the wall, returning shortly after in dark jeans and a white tee, her hands pulling up her locks into a messy ponytail. Kai sat on the bed, clad in his clothes from the previous day, head turning when she entered the room.

“A note!” she gasped.

“What?” Kai asked.

“Emily. That’s her name, the witch who’s helping us, I mean. She sends me papers, and this one’s going to have the plan for tonight.”

Kai’s eyes widened as a crumpled piece of paper fell from the air, and he quickly snatched it before it could land. He scooched over as the girl plopped beside him, bending over to read the scribbled words.

“Tonight near sunset will be the time of the gathering. Kai’s father will have a set of witches concealed by his side because he thinks you’ll be trying something to get away. But I will be there too, so don’t fear. You must first find an object that you carry with you at all times, and then Kai can help you use it as an anchor to keep your memories in. When the chosen coven members erase Kai, it will only be temporary, as the object will absorb the spell, and once returned to you, will return your memories. As for Kai, he will need to convince them as if your plan has failed, essentially throwing a fit, and a believable one at that. Once enough time has passed, we can enter the next phase of the plan, which is to use the same spell but on the coven, instead wiping him from their memories. Only Kai’s father has this spell, so this will be up to him to finding it, and will take time. During this middle phase, you two are not to interact at all, if you got caught it could ruin everything. Please, be careful.” - Emily 

Kai rubbed at his temples with agitation, “this may just work. But we need that item to hold your memories for a bit.”

“I’m gonna forget you?” she breathed with worry, her lip trembling. 

“Yeah,” he said, eyes crinkling, “but it’s okay. Only for a little while, and by the time you get them back, I’ll be free from my coven, and we’ll have an eternity together.”

“Not eternity,” she smiled weakly, “only if I was a vampire.”

“Don’t talk like that, you’ll never have to be a monster like that,” he shook his head. “So, do you have an object in mind?”

“I do, actually,” she said, sliding a silver ring off her finger. 

“I gave you this,” Kai whispered.

“Seems fitting, huh?” she shrugged.

Kai nodded, taking the ring in his palms and whispering a quick incantation which shot up little purple sparks before placing it gently back on her hand. His fingers shook a little, bright blue eyes flickering up to her sad ones.

“Hey, it’s okay,” he promised, bringing his slender fingers to her face and moving her stray hairs back softly. “For a little while, you’ll go on living life without me, but before you know it, I’ll be back, and I’ll unspell that ring, and we can finally be happy.”

“I’m scared,” was all she managed.

“Don’t be,” he cooed, “we’re stronger than this.”

An orangey pink glow settled across the freshly cut grass as Kai stopped at the edge of his house, fingers laced through her trembling ones. They stood by his faded white home, hearts thumping, but reassured by the presence of each other.

“Show yourself,” Kai said with confidence.

At once, Joshua Parker melted from the air, flanked by two witches on either side of him.

“You brought backup?” Kai feigned surprise.

“In case you try anything,” Joshua warned.

“Why would we?” he said with strong distaste.

“You’re telling me that you’d willingly hand over the girl with no worry?” he chuckled bitterly.

“I’m telling you I’d do what I need to to keep her safe,” Kai squeezed her hand lightly.

“Then it’s time,” Joshua said.

Kai looked at the girl with worry, but she nodded, giving a feeble smile.

Joshua raised his hands, as did the witches beside him, and they began chanting at once, eyes closing and voices blending in sync. As they spoke, a heavy weight began to settle not on the girl, but on the ring she wore, making it feel as if it weighed down her body. Her mind started to go fuzzy, ground spinning beneath her feet.

“Malachai-” she stumbled, collapsing, but being quickly scooped up before she could hit the earth.

“Hey, it’s going to be fine, okay?” he said, staring down into her glazing eyes, his lower lip quivering. “It’ll be okay,” he said again, voice cracking as a tear spilled down his face and across his parted lips.

The chanting grew louder, and her head rolled to the side. Joshua stood ready, ready for Kai to try and stop him, but it never came.

“Thank you,” she trembled, and the look in her eyes told him ‘just in case.’ “You made me so ha-” she slurred off.

“Close your eyes,” he breathed, brushing his thumb against her cheek, “it won’t hurt.” 

And it didn’t. Her mind blanked like static, all at once eyes flashing over black before she fell into a momentary slumber, blinking her eyes open a second later in confusion. Kai brought her to her feet, and she stood, eyes flickering between the strange sight in front of her, the silence ringing in her ears as everyone awaited her next move.

“Where am I?” she said at last.

“Has it worked?” one of the witches asked.

“I can feel our magic in her,” Joshua Parker said, sounding surprised.

The girl stood like a deer in the headlights, staring them all down in utter confusion.

Kai whispered her name, but she only blinked at him with confusion, “who are you?”

Kai’s father tilted his head, “so it is done. Release her.”

“Wait, father,” Kai pleaded, “please don’t. Please, just a little more time.”

“No,” he responded flatly.

“Please,” Kai choked down a sob, tears spilling across his face. “You don’t have to really do this.”

“And are you going to try and stop me?” he asked.

Kai turned to the girl, reaching gently for her wrist, and watching as she snapped away, “don’t touch me.”

It hurt him, seeing her react like that. Seeing her react like everyone did to him.

“It seems she now has the proper response to seeing your disgusting face,” Joshua smirked.

“Father,” Kai said, taken aback by the remark.

His father turned his back to Kai as he slinked away, but then he paused suddenly, “you’d do anything?”

“Anything,” Kai nodded frantically, keeping up his impressive rouse. 

“You would, wouldn’t you?”

Joshua Parker turned slowly back around, a strange expression settling over his features.

“You’d do anything for her,” he said again, stepping closer now.

Kai gulped down the lump in his throat, “w-what?”

“You’d go so far for her as to-” his father breathed.

“To what?” Kai said, acting confused.

“As to store her memories away in that ring.”

Everything froze at once, the whole world standing still as Kai felt a crushing weight collapse atop his shoulders, fear instantly striking his heart. He still tried to act oblivious, though it was no good to him now.

“You think you can hide he memories in some jewelry, assisted by a little witch friend of yours?” he growled, the witches behind him standing poised.

“How?” Kai’s breath shook, eyes darting to the baffled girl beside him, “h-how did you know?”

Joshua Parker froze, cruel smile on his lips, “who do you think sent you that message?”

He could feel every piece of him shatter like glass in that instant. And in that instant, that one fleeting moment where everything was still, Kai did the only thing he could think of. He lunged to the girl beside him, seizing her hand and grasping the ring she wore, head tilting as he felt the relief of magic seeping into his veins, electricity crackling in his bloodstream as he absorbed the memory charm. A misty purple glow burst to his flesh as the girl cried out, trying lamely to detach the heretic from her, but in the next second, her eyes were flashing black, and she was back, shaking her head in confusion as she blinked at the boy in front of her. 

“Kai!?” she breathed, surveying the scene around her. Her face sunk with her heart as she remembered, breath faltering. “No, no no no. it wasn’t supposed to happen like this!”

“You’re right, it wasn’t,” Joshua said, “now!” he ordered.

The witches around him sent a huge blaze of fire barreling towards Kai, but with a fresh wave of magic to help him, he easily extinguished it with a gushing jet of water. They aimed another red flashing attack at him, but a vapor like shield appeared in front of him, blocking the spell.

“Please, I don’t want to hurt you!” he said, dodging their next attack by quickly vanishing and returning on another patch of grass.

“Maybe you will if we hurt her,” Joshua said, sending the girl flying back in the air, where she promptly smashed into the ground, screaming out in anguish as her wrist snapped under her body, blood greeting her clammy skin.

Kai screamed her name, rushing to her side, but just as his fingers extended to her outstretched ones, just as his eyes locked to her broken and defenseless form, she vanished, and in that moment of confusion, Kai was hit by a giant slap of magic to his side. He screamed out, clutching his waist as he snapped his head up, screaming not for himself, but for her.

“WHAT DID YOU DO?” he yelled, tears escaping his shimmering blue eyes, “WHERE IS SHE?”

“Taken care of,” Joshua said calmly, enjoying the suffering his son was in.

Kai stood slowly, the liquid from his eyes coming to a stop as his face hardened, his hands balled, a quiet rasp escaping his lips, “where is she?”

But the witches only sent more spells at him, spells which he froze in midair before sending whirring back at them, watching as each witch was hit by their own magic and sent stumbling back in pain.

“Last chance,” he growled, jaw pulsating. “Where. Is. She.” he said, each word soft and punctuated.

But his father only stood there wearing a smug smile.

Kai’s eyes darkened, and the person who now blinked through his lashes was not himself. He cracked his head lightly, a soft chuckle tumbling off his lips, a darkness settling over the heretic. With no hesitation, his hand snapped up, fingers twisting as his magic reeled one of the witches directly into his front. Her body smashed into his, and he caught her face, each hand supporting a side of her, her eyes pleading as they flickered up to Kai’s, but he only smiled as an orange glow burst to her flesh, Kai rocking his head back with pleasure as he siphoned every ounce of her magic from her system. The other witches tried to attack him, but he simply tossed aside the woman’s body onto the grass behind him, golden flares seeping through his palms, lips twitching. The witches raised their hands, ready for attack, but the one who tried turned out to be the one Kai had tossed aside. She grimaced and threw her arm out, mouth falling open as she began a spell, but Kai snapped his fingers, and just like that, every single bone in her body shattered, and she fell limp to the ground. 

“Mmm,” he groaned, “god it feels good to do that.” His darkened eyes fluttered open, and he brushed his thumb lightly over his lips with a smirk, “who’s next?”

And so he let it in. That void of hatred and loss that clawed free for escape for so long had finally bubbled to the surface, had finally pushed him over. But it felt good, and so he welcomed it, just as he welcomed the pleasure he would gain from destroying each and every person in his path.


Her hands were bound to a chair, and based on the musty smell of mothballs and moldy wood, she was an a basement. A swinging light bulb winked feebly from the ceiling, and she winced as a searing pain shot through her wrist. She looked around in confusion, eyes scanning over the table that was just out of her reach, on top of which a red vial sat.

“My necklace,” she breathed, scrunching her face as a fresh wave of pain settled over her.

“Hello?” a voice called out from the darkness.

The girl flinched in surprise, squinting through the folds of darkness before landing on a woman who, like her, was bound tightly to a chair. She had a gash on her cheek, but looked tough nonetheless, but also gentle with her soft facial features and curly hair. 

“Who are you?” 

The stranger looked at her, voice worried as the simple answer escaped her lips.

“My name is Emily.”

Pairings: Dean x Reader + (kind of) Chuck Bass
Words: 1,897
Part: 2/?
Warnings: Some swearing but I think that’s it.
Summary: It’s Deans second day in the Upper East Side and needs a friendly face to show him around town and maybe even escort him to dinner.
A/N: This is such a late update to this series, I’ve been super busy lately and had a bunch of writers block so I apologize to anyone who has been waiting for the second part, but here it is! This one is mostly dialogue, I’ve already started the 3rd part and I’m super excited for you to read that one as well. Feedback is always much appreciated. Enjoy!
Tags: @nachoaveragejoe


You sat beside Dean in his father’s Impala watching the twinkling stars above. Dean’s hand was wrapped around yours, his thumb stroked circles on your delicate knuckles. He had something on his mind, you knew by his inability to look at you. “Y/N?” is voice creaks in a meek whisper.

“Dean?” you lock eyes with his own. Dean was never a boy to get nervous, not ever. His hand shook as he pulled away from your touch and reached for his pocket.

“I’d like to give you something,” he pulled out a tiny, silver band; the ring glistens in the moonlight. “I know it’s not the prettiest thing in the world, but that ring will come later,” he paused trying to gather his thoughts, “Y/N, I love you. You’re my first love and I want you to be my last, my forever and always.” it was a rare occasion that Dean would open up to you, usually he never spoke about his feelings. Of course, you always knew how he felt towards you, he didn’t need to say them aloud for you to know that he was madly in love with you. “Y/N, I promise that one day, I’ll give you the life you deserve. We’ll get out of this crap town and never look back. You’ll finish college and all of your dreams will come true,” He paused while slipping the ring onto your middle finger. “Any dream of mine will always be true as long as you’re by my side. I love you, I promise that I always will.” His shaking hands bring your fingers to his lips, he presses a single kiss to your ring finger and you knew that it was his promise to marry you someday.

It’s been five years since that night in John’s car, you’ve never had the heart to throw it out. You stand peering into your sock drawer at the box, you tried to gather your things for the flight and for your vacation but procrastination was getting the best of you. You pluck random garments off hangers and fold them neatly into your suitcase. You don’t want to take much, living on the Upper East Side has spoiled you with expensive clothes you didn’t need. You forgot long ago what it felt like to dress in simple jeans and a hoodie.

From across the room your phone buzzes. Dean’s name flashes on the screen in bright letters, unconsciously your lips curl into a smile at just the thought of him. “Hello?” your body sinks into your shared bed to listen to the man on the phone.

“Hey, change in plans,” New York streets come alive behind Dean’s voice, you can tell by the shortness in his breath he’s walking through the city. “I have to stay in New York a little longer to finish my case, it doesn’t look like we’ll make it to Lawrence after all.” a knot drops in your stomach, you slowly rise and peer into the city around your apartment.

“Oh, that’s okay,” you force a chuckle, “Guess it was pretty crazy to plan a vacation with someone I haven’t seen in years anyway.” Dean laughs at your comment.

“Yeah, probably. It’s only for the next three days, I’m sure New York is more exciting than Kansas ever will be,” laughter fills the silence between you, “I’ll need a tour guide to show me where the hell I am, interested?”

“Sure,” you catch yourself smiling.

When you reach the lobby, Dean is already waiting for your arrival.“I see you haven’t grown out of your plaid.” You eye the handsome man dressed in an old flannel.

“What can I say?” you flash him a smile before leading him out of your apartment building and into the city. The two of you roam through the streets, deep in conversation. You pass snobby strangers, businessmen in freshly ironed suits, and flirty teenagers during your stroll.

The wide diversity of people is what drawn you into New York in the first place. You weren’t one to need extravagant clothing or a luxury home– somehow that managed to fall into your lap. All you needed was inspiration. You studied the people you came across, homes, locations, all in the efforts to enhance your writing. New York gave you just that, it’s no wonder why you climbed to the top of your career so quickly.

“Care to join me for dinner?” you propose stopping in front of a restaurant, your feet aching for a rest from all the walking they’ve endured throughout the day.

“I couldn’t turn down that offer” his arm extends towards you to take just before you make your way into the dimly lit building. A young waitress seats the two of you to a secluded table in the back.

“I’ll be right with you,” she purrs at Dean completely ignoring your presence. Dean pays her no attention, he pulls your seat out for you and gently pushes you towards the table.

“You’ve kept your mannerisms. Brownie points for you,” you giggle as he takes his seat across from you.

“Only for you, you’re the only woman worth impressing.” Dean grins opening his menu, “I have an idea.”

“Oh? What might this idea be?” you cock your eyebrow to the man across from you.

“We’ll order for each other, I’ll find something I think you’ll like and you’ll do the same for me. Deal?” Dean smirks towards you.

“I’m intrigued, you’re on Mr. Winchester.” moments after the waitress returns, ready to take your order.

“What can I get for you, handsome?” she bites her lip looking over Dean as he reads her the order.

“I’d like to have the pasta special of the day, with white sauce, and a water to drink. Thanks.” he closes and hands the menu to the blonde beside without a glance in her direction. Her eyes flair at the lack of attention she receives from him.

“And you?” her eyes don’t leave Dean as you hand her the menu.

“I’d like the House Burger, cooked medium, side of seasoned fries, and a beer in a frosted mug.” you don’t even thank her, the way she eyes Dean causes jealousy to flourish inside you. She scribbles down your orders and hurries away. “Looks like you have an admirer.” You grumble, eyeing the woman as she walks to tend another table.

“I knew you’ve been flirting with me all day,” you playfully roll your eyes at his comment, “You got my order perfect, how’d you remember after all these years?” Dean asks, his fingers intertwine together on the table.

“You’re pretty hard to forget.” your voice is soft, anyone in the room could tell that there was still something between Dean and yourself, even if you’re not quite sure what that ‘something’ is anymore.

“So are you,” he admits, his eyes fall from yours unaware of where to look. Dean quickly clears his throat and tries to change the subject.

“Alrighty, here’s your water, sugar.” you didn’t know it was even possible for someone to set down a glass of water sexually, but right before your eyes, this woman proves you wrong. You scuff at her efforts to gain his attention. “And your beer.” She slides the mug toward you, “Anything else I could get you, dear?”

“No,” Dean says sternly, picking up on her purposeful acts, she lingers around your table a little longer before turning away in defeat. He offers a warm smile avoiding the topic of the amorous server. When she returns again, it’s to deliver steaming plates of food. You twirl your fork in the pasta and shovel a mouthful into your mouth, instantly you’re overwhelmed by impeccable flavors.

“I must say, you did an amazing job choosing my order.” you meet eyes with Dean who already has his mouth full of fries, “I’m guessing I did a pretty good job myself.” you smile as he gives you an enthusiastic nod.

Throughout the meal, the waitress checks on your table way more than necessary, whether it was to refill Dean’s beer, clear a single plate, or just to ask how the food is. You try your hardest to ignore her and to just focus on your night with Dean, you weren’t sure how many nights with him you have left.

“How is everything?” her question is directed towards Dean.

“Delicious,” he says through a mouthful of his burger.

“May I get you anything else?” she smiles.

“Some privacy would be lovely, thanks for asking.” you snap. Her eyes travel to you for the first time all night.

“Excuse me? Who do you think you are?” her face is appalled at your request.

“I know exactly who I am. I’m Y/N Y/L/N, a well-respected author that’s been mentioned in The New York Times Book Review more than once,” her face falls as you continue your speech, “Not to mention I’m Chuck Bass’ fiance.” all color drains from her face as she takes in the words you just spat.

“The Chuck Bass?” her mouth gapes at her sudden realization.

“The Chuck Bass, now if you excuse us,” you gesture towards Dean, “Privacy would be much appreciated until we ask for the bill.” you seethe through a clenched jaw, she scurries away without another word.

“Your fiance is Charles Bass? As in Bart Bass’ son?” he asks, his face full of concern.

“Yes, why?” You ask taking a sip of your water to cool down.

“My dad did some business with him this past year…” he trails off looking over you, “Small world.” he mumbles, “I didn’t know you became such a badass.” he chuckles completely changing the subject.

“What can I say?” you shrug with a smile.

You stroll the busy streets side by side yet again after your eventful dinner. The two of you walk closer than before, your hands brushing against each other’s every now and then, it took all of your power to resist the urge to hold his hand. “I wanted to say something back at the restaurant, it just didn’t seem like a good time for you,” Dean admits as you near your apartment building.

“I’m all ears.”

“Chuck Bass doesn’t define who you are,” he sighs, you look at him in confusion not following his statement. “At dinner– when you were talking to the waitress, you added that he is your fiance. I get that he’s powerful and well respected, but so are you. You’ve been mentioned in The New York Times Book Review multiple times and that’s pretty damn impressive. You don’t need him to let people know you have power or to demand their respect. You’re Y/N Y/L/N, you can demand respect with or without Chuck.” you’re taken back by his speech at first, tears threaten to form but you hold them back, not wanting to cry in front of Dean.

“I-” you search his face unsure of what to say, “Thank you, I needed that reminder,” you admit. You look ahead at your apartment, “Um,” you clear the knot in your throat away, “This is me” you sigh not wanting the night to end just yet. “Thanks again, Dean. Goodnight.” you lean up to kiss his cheek softly, before returning back to your home, repeating Dean’s words until you believed them.

One shot - Mechanic Dean

Inspiration by : Imagine Dean offering to take a look at your car for you when it breaks down. @aprofoundbondwithdean

It was an normal day till my old light blue mustang decided to die in the middle of nowhere. Trying to keep my calm I stood up the car and went in front of it, opening the hood where’s smoke coming out of it. “Great” I groaned under my breath. I thought on using my cell phone to call for help, but who should I call? I don’t have family and the few friends I have live across the country. Leaning against my car, I glance down the road, what it seem an Impala miraculously appeared. I fixed my loose flannel shirt and raised my thumb, the car stopped inches from me.

“Need help?” A manly deep voice came out of it.

I bend to meet some really pretty greens eyes, which I couldn’t help but stare. “Y-Yeah, my car broke down.”

The man looked at me for a second, and then glanced at the car, “Let me take a look of it.” He said before pulling in front of my car.

Biting my lower lip I glanced at the man as he took off his jacket and wine reddish shirt, throwing it back into his Impala. He’s very tall and that grey shirt does make his strong arms show even more. He know I was scanning him, just like I know he was scanning me- we both slightly smiled when our eyes met.

“So, what do we have here?” He spoke having a look of my engine, “I’m Dean by the way.”

He said extending his hand towards me. I shook it back, “I’m y/n”.

“Nice too meet you, y/n.” He looked at me before going back to the engine.

I smiled, glancing at his car. “You got a nice car over there.”

Dean stood up straight, turning up to glance at his car, “That’s my baby.”

I chuckled, “And this is mine but today’s she’s being stubborn.”

Dean chuckled, “Well y/n I have bad and good news.”

“Shoot.” I walked around the front of my car and stood in front of him.

“Your car is going to need more than a couple of adjusts.” He said clapping away the dust of my engine.

I sighed, passing my fingers through my hair, “And the good one?”

“I can give you a ride, where you’re headed?”

His smile was contagious so I smiled, “To the next town, I think is a couple miles down the road.”

“Perfect, I’m heading there anyway.” Dean said, closing the hood.

“But- what will happen to my car? It’s literally the only thing I own.” I stood by my car as he took a couple steps to his.

Dean looked at me and the car, “I’ll call a truck to pick it up and drive it to the motel I’m staying, then I’ll fix it there, deal?”

I stare at him for a couple seconds, debating with myself if I could trust this total stranger yet somehow a little voice kept telling me to get in that car with him. Letting a sigh out, I took my bags from my car and reached his, “Hope you’re not a serial killer.” I whispered.

“Trust me, sweetheart, I’m not.” Dean said with a playful smirk before turning on his car, instantly rock n’ roll music blasted. I smirked, knowing perfectly the lyrics to this song.

“So, what brings you to this town?”

I looked at him as we strolled in, “Nothing really,” I shrugged glancing at the people, “I’m just passing through really.”

“To where?” Dean’s asked with his eyes on me.

“New York, I’m a photographer.” I told him.

“If you need a model just let me know.” He said with a flirty smile before pulling into a descent looking motel. I stood up the car and looked at him with a smirk, yet didn’t say anything. “I’m going to call a truck to get your car picked up…”

“Thanks, I’m going to pick a room, I’ll be right back.” I told him as I turned and went to the motel’s reception. Where an old lady gave me a key for the room 45. Walking back to Dean’s car I see another man standing there with him, they’re talking yet the taller man with long hair looks a bit annoyed. When I reached enough to hear he said “Dean, we’re on a hunt, you can play mechanic now.” But he shut up when he noticed me.

“Sammy…” Dean said, with a smile, “Meet y/n, he’s my little brother.”

The taller man turned around, forcing a smile, “Hi, I’m Sam.”

I extend my hand to shake his, “Y/N, nice too met you.”

“Yeah.” Sam forced another smile, “What happened to your car?”

I shrugged, “I really don’t know… Just broke down in the middle of the road.”

“It did but I am going to fix it.” Dean said holding his phone, then turning to keep talking with it for a couple minutes, leaving me with his brother.

“So, Y/N, are you a local or just passing through?” Sam asked, brushing his hear backwards with his hand.

“Passing through, you guys?” I asked back.

“Same.” He replied with a flat smile.

“And it’s done,” Dean turned with a winning smile, “your car is on the way here.”

I smiled with relief, “Thank you so much.” Dean smiled at my gratitude.

“You can go to your room and we’ll tell you when your car’s here.” Sam said

“Yeah- Again, thanks Dean.” I told him, whom winked at me.

Once in my bedroom I took a warm shower, washed up my hair and changed into some new clothes. I brushed my hair, grabbed my camera and walked downstairs when Dean’s working on my car. He seemed so focused and attractive on that grey shirt and with spots of grease all over him. I couldn’t help but take a picture of him, which he noticed instantly and looked at me surprised for a second but in the other smirked, “You didn’t let me pose.” His eyes in my engine.

“I don’t like the posed pictures.” I leaned against the side of my car, gazing at the street.

Dean scoffed, “Yeah? Why’s that?”

I took another picture, this time of the road. “They’re not genuine.”

“Hmm” Dean smirked again, “I have good news.”

I looked at him with an grin, “What?”

“Turn the engine.” He glanced at the car.

I got in and turned the engine on; a grin grew on me when I heard my baby’s usual purr. “You fixed her”

“Yeap” He popped the ‘p’ proudly, “I’m pretty awesome with cars.”

“I can see that.” I grinned, “Do you want to grab a bite? I’ve heard they make some killer cheeseburgers at Pope’s.”

“Pope’s? I thought you said you weren’t a local.” Dean said, narrowing his eyes a bit, enough to let me know he’s curious.

I smirked, “I told you I’m passing through, doesn’t mean it’s my first passing through this town. Come on, drinks on me, let me pay you for bringing my car back to life.”

Dean contemplated the idea for a long second before nodding, “Okay. Let me clean all this grease up and I’ll meet you in 10 down here, I’ll drive.”

I nod, “All right.”

#93 “Why do you only kiss me when I’m sleeping?”

Negan isn’t a kisser.
You don’t know if it was different in his past, but now he isn’t.
Sure from time to time during the sex he presses his lips on yours and conquers with his tongue your mouth, but never in-between.
You understand that. If you had five husbands you wouldn’t kiss them either.

In the last nights something changed.
At first you thought you dreamed when you felt his lips on yours.
But in the following nights he did it again.
Only a soft kiss and his thumb which strokes almost lovingly over your cheek.
“Why do you only kiss me when I’m sleeping?” You asked him one morning.
Negan didn’t replied, just looked at you for a second before he left.

Afraid that he wouldn’t come this night you’re lying in your bed. Quickly you close your eyes as the door opens and then you feel him.
This time a little longer.
“Why?” You whisper.
“Is it a fucking crime to want to kiss his first wife?” He asks back and you shake your head.
“Good. Sleep now.” He says, this time more softly before he puts his lips one more time on yours.

War of Hearts
         - Part II

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*not my gif

Y/N and Kai walked down the street , only now realising they had no idea where they were. It wasn’t Mystic Falls or her home town (Grove Hill) , that was for sure.
“We are in ATLANTA ?! How did we end up here ?” Y/N wondered out loud , looking at her phone’s GPS. It was barely 6PM.
Y/N glanced at Kai who was looking nervously around.
“Don’t worry , we’ll get to New Orleans in time for Thanksgiving dinner.” she said , squeezing lightly his shoulder. “You are not missing your favorite holiday..”
“It’s not that. I’m hungry … like hungry.
Y/N put her phone in the backpockets of her jeans and took Kai’s hand leading him into one of the small streets near by. She hadn’t realised it has been almost a day since the last time they fed.
“Put your arms around me.”
“What?” Kai asked confused.
“Just go with it okay… There is some event going on down the street. We need to blend in.”
Kai did as asked trying not to think about how good it felt to put his arms around her that way. They entered the crowd faking smiles , Y/N looked around the crowd and then saw exactly what they needed.
“There. You see them?” she said in low voice , loud enough for only Kai to hear. He followed her gaze seeing a guy trying to convince a girl , who clearly felt uncomfortable , to go home with him. “Let’s go.”
Y/N took Kai’s hand and pushed their way through the crowd.
“Hey guys. Nice party isn’t it?” Y/N said smiling excitedly , then suddenly turned towards the girl grabbing her shoulders. “Go home , sweetie.”
“I’ll go home.” the girl repeated in unison and walked away from them.
“What the hell was that ? I was just about to -”
The guy protested but Y/N didn’t give him a chance to.
“Oh but I thought we could have some fun.” Y/N said with a smile , biting her lower lip watching the guy choke from the surprise. Kai was wondering where Y/N was going with this , and as if she knew what he was thinking she glanced at him giving him a small wink. Y/N looked around noticing a small dark alley nearby and she basically pushed the guy in there , pulling Kai behind her. “Don’t move or scream.”
Y/N held the guy by the shoulders and in a second flash she sank her teeth into his neck only getting a taste before turning towards Kai who’s eyes were wide and dark with hunger. Kai looked at her , blood lightly dripping down her chin. He reached for her , wiping some of the blood with his thumb trying to fight the urge to kiss her. Their eyes met for a second and Kai nearly leaned in , except the guy groaned behind them in the exact same moment returning him to reality.
“This is going to be fun.” he muttered to himself , seeing the corners of Y/N’s mouth twitch.
Kai felt his fangs come out , his vampirism take over and sank his teeth into the guy’s neck. In all his time since he had turned , there had been barely two or three times he had fed directly yet somehow this time felt different. He could feel Y/N’s eyes on him the entire time. Maybe that’s why.
“Listen to the heartbeat , Kai. It will tell you when to stop.”
Kai tried to listen to the heartbeat as she said , but he was getting distracted , holding onto the guy’s shoulders draining an artery after artery. He felt someone’s hands on his shoulder. A wave of shock washed over him realising who it was and he pulled away from the guy the same second.
“I … I don’t …” he stammered , glancing between the guy’s body on the floor and Y/N’s eyes. He didn’t want Y/N to see this side of him , the murderous ‘not going to stop because I like it’ side.
“It’s OK. Actually you did pretty good. You didn’t kill him , he is just about to pass out from the blood loss..”
Y/N gave him a smile , kneeling down to the guy and feeding him some of her blood. He was still concious , his heart beat slowly returning to normal.
“Leave and forget about this.”
The guy got up and left as if nothing had happened. Y/N got up placing a hand on Kai’s chest for a moment. He looked startled , afraid to look at her. He wanted so badly for things to work out , for him to have her as a friend at least. He didn’t want to disappoint her in any way. Y/N cupped his face.
“Hey. You did better than me the first time I tried. Klaus had to snap my neck to stop me from finishing the guy off.” she laughed nervously. “You will get better at it and I am pretty sure you will end up having better control than I ever did.”
“I somehow doubt that.” Kai said with a small smile. “I’ll try on my own now..”
Y/N nodded , wiping some of the blood from Kai’s chin , remembering the first time they had met and how different he had been back then. He was trying to be better , she just couldn’t figure out why.

Later that night they compelled themself a car and headed for New Orleans. Kai and Y/N spent their first night back in the real world under the stars , with the car parked on the side of the road. They lay on the blanket pointing at the sky. Turned out Y/N knew pretty much all constellations. Kai was too busy looking at her instead of the sky. He couldn’t believe how lucky he was to have her as a friend. Her eyes sparkled in the darkness and she rarely stopped smiling. Even when Y/N was being serious about something , there was a smile on her face. If he had met her under different circumstances , he probably would’ve said she is annoyingly positive about everything. One thing had become clear to him during that first day - he loved her even more.
Y/N rested her head on Kai’s chest.
“You will love Klaus and I know he will love you. He has a little bit of a temper but other than that he is very kind and loving.”
“What about the rest of his family ? What are they like ?” Kai asked curious. He had heard stories about them from Damon a long time ago , but he trusted Y/N’s opinion way more.
“I don’t really know. I’ve met his brother Elijah but the rest of his siblings were daggered at the time.” Y/N yawned at the last words and snuggled closer to Kai who awkwardly put his arms around her.
“Get some sleep , I’ll … I’ll watch over you.”
“What would I do without you ?” she mummbled slowly drifting into sleep.

The next day right after sunrise , they got on the road. Y/N decided to drive seeing how Kai hadn’t slept the entire night. He seemed weird when she had woken up this morning , not taking his eyes off her for a second. Around 5PM they finally got to New Orleans. They parked the car a few streets away from the compound and slowly made their way down the crowded streets. Y/N nearly danced on the way there , holding Kai’s had who couldn’t help but smile the whole way there. Somehow Y/N had found her way into his bloodstream and he loved her more with every passing moment. Though he was still scared she might change her mind and leave him. The entire night he had spent watching her sleep , stroking her hair and lightly brushing her cheeks with the back of his hand.In her sleep she snuggled even closer to him and a few times mumbled something in her sleep he couldn’t quite understand. When the sun had started to come up , he wished the night had never ended. He just wanted them to stay together , just the two of them … forever.
Kai and Y/N walked into the compound - someone had spent their time decorating the place for the holiday.
“I’ll be right back.” Y/N said whooshing away for a second to the bathroom.
Kai put his hands in his pockets , looking around - there was a large table set up with decorations and everything. He took a few steps towards it , picking up a cornucopia decoration from the table , checking it out , a smile on his face.
‘Cool.’ he mouthed.
“Who might you be ?” said a male voice with an accent making Kai glance in the direction of the voice. From the description Y/N had given him , this must be Klaus Mikaelson. Kai turned around , outstretching his hand to shake the stranger’s.
“OH Hello… I’m Kai … Parker. I’m with -”
“KLAUS !” Y/N screamed excitedly running and jumping into Klaus’ arms. Both of them laughing.
“Welcome home , little wolf.” said Klaus unable to keep the smile off his face. “I see you brought a gentleman home.. Your boyfriend I assume ? Has he been keeping you away from us ?”
“I wish …” Kai muttered to himself , Klaus glancing at him tho Y/N didn’t seem to hear his comment. She was too busy smiling , laughing and hugging two strangers that had appeared dowstairs a few moment after Klaus. The strangers seemed to be a couple. The guy was wearing a suit and had his hand wrapped around the girl’s waist. Y/N jumped up towards Kai with a smile on her face.
“Klaus , Elijah … Hayley.” she said lightly bumping her shoulder against Kai’s. “This is Malachai. He is a hybrid too , a vampire / witch hybrid…and no , he is not my boyfriend. We are just friends.”
“Best friends.” Kai corrected her , shaking hands with Elijah and Hayley.
“Yeah.The bestest of best friends.” she said kissing him on the cheek.
Klaus kept glancing from Y/N to Kai , his hands crossed on his chest and he smiled at them while shaking his head.
“Fascinating. You can tell us the story during dinner. I want to hear every detail. And your return demands celebration. We are throwing you a party … Tomorrow.”

Thanksgiving dinner had went well , sort of. Klaus kept eyeing Y/N and Kai. They told Klaus , Elijah , Hayley and Freya their story after Hope had gone to bed , not wanting to scare her. Kai seemed tense at first but as the evening went on he relaxed , specially after none of the Mikaelson’s judged him for what he had done. They were nice and even told him he can stay and live there with them. Kai had gotten his own room which was only down the hall from Y/N. He didn’t want to spend the night away from her , but was too nervous to say something unsure how the Mikaelson’s would react. Last thing he wanted was to get her family upset with him. His fears however turned out to be completely unfounded because around midnight , Y/N opened his bedroom door and walked inside.
“What ? You didn’t think I’d let you spend the night alone did you ?” she said smiling , carefully closing the door behind her. Y/N had seen Kai’s face when he realised he’d have to spend the night alone and knew how much he hated being alone , so she decided to go spend the night with him.
Kai grinned when she tossed herself on to the bed next to him.
“Won’t Klaus be angry ? I don’t want to see his bad side.” he swallowed hard. “
“He won’t.” she said turning on her side until she faced him. “So ? What do you think ? Aren’t they the best !”
Kai turned on his side too , his hand under his head. He sighed. “Yes , they are. And Klaus’ daughter .. Hope ? She is something special. No one has ever wanted to sit on my lap or play with me or anything… I like her.” he smiled.
“Yeah , she is the cutest…and I think she likes you. I am afraid I got some competition there.” she winked at him.
Kai laughed trying not to read anything into her coment. It was just who Y/N was. “No competition , sweetheart.” he said softly , watching her slowly drift into sleep.

The next morning Y/N woke up alone in Kai’s bedroom. She quickly went to take a shower and change in her room before tiptoeing downstairs and seeing the table from the evening before covered with all kinds of pastry. Literally mountains of them.
“These look so delicious. Which bakery is missing a compelled baker today?”
Klaus gave her a sideways smirk seeing her excitement. Y/N took a schtrudel from one of the platters. “Where’s Kai ?”
“He went out to grab a snack. He is quite charming , your friend.” said Klaus. “I like him…He is good for you.”
Y/N froze for a second. “What do you mean ?”
“Nothing. Kai balances you out - you are too good for your own good sometimes.”
Klaus gave her a knowing look and Y/N suddenly felt uncomfortable. What he said was true…and a part of her liked Kai and wanted him to be a little more than a friend to her but she knew if he felt something for her , he’d let her know. Or at least she hoped so.
“Can we keep the party small ? Please ?”
“Nonsense. I am throwing you the biggest , loudest party New Orleans have ever witnessed.” Klaus got up from his chair , walking across to her kissing her forehead before he headed for the basement door. “Time you meet the rest of the family , love.”
A few minutes passed and she reached for another of the pastries - a braid sugar covered pastry with creamy filling.
“MMMmmm those are the best..” she mummbled to herself as she reached for another.
Someone covered her eyes with their hands. Y/N could feel the person’s breath on her neck. The touch seemed familiar , very familiar.
Kai wrapped his arms around her from behind giving her a hug. He looked happy and excited, she hadn’t seen him this happy ever. Her heart skipped a beat seeing his smile.
“Right on the first guess ! Did you see me coming or something ?”
“Nope. I just knew. Want a bite ?” Y/N asked , holding out the cream filled pastry out for him. He took a bite , his eyes getting a little wider.
“Wow that’s amazing ! Which one is it ?” Y/N pointed at the platter and he got his own, sitting on the chair next to her. “This town is awesome..and great news - I fed and the girl didn’t pass out , though her knees seemed a little weak at first. I compelled her and sent her on her merry way.”
Y/N punched him playfully on the shoulder trying not to think about whoever that girl has been. “See ? I told you you’ll get the hang of it !”
“Yeah… Hey do you want to go out for lunch ? There is this place like 3 or 4 blocks away. It’s not big but I think you might like it.” said Kai nervously. “They have this avocado thing you seem obsessed with..”
“I better stop eating all this pastry then.” she said smiling at him.
“Is that a yes?”
“Yes.” Y/N laughed.

When Y/N and Kai came back to the compound that afternoon , they found it completely transformed. Klaus hadn’t spared any expense - there were flowers , balloons and even a stage for a live band.
“Oh my God …” Y/N stopped a few steps inside , turning around taking everything in. “I told him to keep it small. Should’ve known better he’d do the opposite.”
Y/N covered her face with her hands , sneaking a peek through her fingers at Kai’s expression and then around the room again. Kai’s face was a mix of suprise , shock and a hint of terror imagining how many people might be invited to the party. She turned around buring her face in Kai’s chest for a moment. “I’m sorry. I know you don’t like crowds… I’ll talk to him get him to -”
“What are you talking about ? It’s your party. It should be about what you want. I’ll be fine. Don’t worry about me.”
“But thats what I want - a small party. Just you , Klaus and his siblings. No one else.”
Kai suppressed a smile and started saying something but in that exact moment Klaus walked in , three unfamiliar faces following him closely. Y/N’s eyes widened a little and a smile spread across her face.
“I’d like you to meet the rest of my siblings.” said Klaus. “That’s Finn … he is boring.” (Finn made a face at Klaus’ comment and then went to shake hands with Y/N and Kai.) “My other brother Kol and that’s Rebekah and Freya , who you already know.”
The girls gave Y/N a hug. Kol however took Y/N’s hand and leaned in kissing her knuckles.
“Kol Mikaelson. Where has my brother kept you hidden all this time ?” he said not taking his eyes off hers. Y/N’s cheeks flushed.
For some reason this bothered Kai so much , he found his hands had been balled into fists without he had even realised it. Then there was Klaus’ sister Rebekah who to him seemed nicer than everyone along with her sister Freya. Kai already liked them more than anyone.
“Who’s your handsome friend ? Is he your boyfriend ?” Rebekah wondered.
The corner’s of Kai’s mouth twitched for a moment.
“I’m Kai. Nice to meet you…and I’m not her b-boyfriend.” said Kai , waiting to shake Rebekah’s hand , instead she gave him a hug.
“It’s her loss.” she whispered to in his ear.
Kol suddenly looked more than excited about tonights party. He put his arm on her shoulders.
“Tonight is going to be so much fun , darling.” he said , his gaze falling on Kai and as if to annoy him more , Kol pulled Y/N even closer to him. “I’ll make sure of it.”

MASTERLIST March / April 2017

NOTE : I’ll try and post part III by the end of the week. 😉

Saw The Signs (Part 2)
Pairing:Brendon Urie x Reader
Genre: Fluff
Warnings: Reader is deaf in this
Word count: 1.3K

In other words, Brendon is the best person you’ve ever met late night on a train.

A/N: okay so my favorite fanfiction account responded to my prompt about making a Deaf!Reader x Brendon, and she gave me permission to continue it!

You can find part one right here!! Make sure you show some love to the original author: @iwriteficsnottragediesladies

Brendon stands nervously, shifting his weight back and forth on his feet. The wind tosses his hair around wildly in the night, no matter how many times he tries to fix it.

He’s holding flowers in his hand, standing against a restaurant, waiting for you. His mind is racing a million miles a minute, trying to remember everything he needed to.

It’s been two weeks since you guys met on the train. You text almost every day since then, and he really loves your personality. He finally decided to ask you out, and to his surprise, you said yes.

He starts to run his fingers through his hair when he feels a tap on his shoulder. He turns around and breaks into a smile once he sees you.

He waves, opening his arms to gesture for a hug. You gladly step in, taking in his scent.

He hands you the bouquet of flowers, smiling and watching your expression. You smile, putting a hand to your chin and moving it forward. The sign for “thank you”

He grins. Now was his chance.

He puts his dominant hand in front of him with his palm facing up and brings it towards his chest, smiling at you as he does.

Your eyebrows mesh together for a second before it clicks.

You smile, wide, realizing he just signed you’re welcome to you. You give him a thumbs up, not wanting to correct his form. He’s trying, that’s all that matters.

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